Wondrous, in heaven's arms

Inspired by Brave New World

And they will claim themselves wondrous, in heaven’s arms. 
Matching every aspect of glimmer in their eyes
to an aligning star.
And inevitably they will stop and see you 
They will turn you sick, into the world
they are haunted by your difference and originality!
Hoping on hope that you will scare
and others like you will become scarce  

This is evil at its core 
their falseness makes others seem unfair
But life should be a fair 
But a there’s a fare we pay to get in. 
To be in the cultivated world, sheltered, loved and cared.

Do you pay for it, or do you work for it?
Does your water come from rain? Or from a faucet?
The rain won’t stop if it comes from the air 
But the bills will keep pouring away 
And they will find you, die, 
and they will come for your children 

And they will pray for relief
Or for your soul to rest well in heaven’s arms. 
the same arm’s that now sends your children bills. 
the same glimmering eyes that created soma and your last pills.