Crapitalism In Hearts And Tongues

how often we face the past in front of us
coming out of our mouths
the flies of hierarchies long gone, ever present
words, building up walls between us
brick by brick
building up walls between us brick by brick

the demons in us, the pages we dig up
heaps of plastic left to be dug
paving the way for soldiers for the lust of adrenaline
all the useless hours slept waiting
for the command to learn

after us, follow the drones of tomorrow
books still burn the same, words still feed the flames
dig deeper or leave it behind
deeper between the lines
leave it behind