Something poetic this time . . .


People are papers
thin as wafers
only skin deep
oh the deep weep
But it is true see,
its you and me, we
Act out are roles
Pretend by our souls
But really what is it
Written in writ
Our future decided
Bureaucracy decided,
we are numbers in their machine
An ID since sixteen
We cannot run or chase
We cannot lose face
We people are paper
Thin as a wafer.


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