Ad-Start

 

I… I’m with

Rebellious outgoing fake gestures

Humoring the forced kindling imposters

The greeters to new welcomed meat

The beginnings of your latest self paid ventures

Noticing the “ad” in adventure

 

It strains the eye

Having your emotions ready

To burst from the cuffs of my duel holsters

Just as the worst is at its tensest reach to breaking point

The stealer speaker, business keeper, holder of might

Comes to further tease the uneasy unnerving strain

Boldly attacking at your sight

Boldly, boldly…

 

An ad-start

Forced self-misplacement

Implants a punishment… your stress

Implementing your reversing hope

For fresh controlled empowerment… your accomplishment

 

Cattle crowds

Mazy eyes under mesh shrouds

Leading a mass traffic

While silencing the loud

Cattle crowds, continue

They are hounds

I am too

I paid to

Become pleasant and sound

I try to fight it whilst I frown

But then I remember the flow to satisfy

I… I’m with

This flow to pacify

Those old endings that

Sometimes I still hear cry

Author's Note

About human trafficking in places where you wouldn't expect it and the masses really are just treated like cattle, lead by fake souls ex:s- cruise ships, amusement parks etc. a paid venture to erase those old endings, influenced and seen as I transfered into my new college...lead by fake generic people. (great place though)