Oct 01, 2002 23:56
We flock the streets
Like cattle and sheep
Giving in to what they say we must be.
We reek like urine, spit, and lack of caring.
This is what they need us to be.
Each of us alone complains of our solitude.
But we are all together in this controlled glass box.
We flock the streets
Doing what they say.
Feeling how they tell us.
Look at the shepard-
He is showing me the way....
The only way to live on earth.