Big Brother

I.          Conspiracy of birds

            Whispering in his head

            Behind his skull, they

            Are believed to be dead

            Humming its way to surface

            A fear, drowning every sound

            He could ever hear.

 

II.        The words change in front of his eyes (16/09/03)

            Every letter spelling another lie

            Slowly the flame eating it away

            Though the flickering change wasn’t there to play

 

III.       While they watched, the world worshiped them like gods (18/09/03)

            A plan was formed, worshipping the dead would be best

            The eating, the lessening and watching all was controlled

            From afar they destroyed those who dare to be bold

            So the world would forever be what they had told…

08/09/2003

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