"We aren't their cattle.


We're not being bred for slavery..."


Thought trained to succeed.


From here on the pain begins.


We're maggots cast in a sea of struggle, bait for the big fish.


Crawl, forever crawling.


Faith holds no answers.


Ravenous - they greedily suck away your will to even argue.


A belief in something better.


Downtrodden, hopes still linger. Faces bear the same shallow fear of


forgotten prosperity.


Powers change.


The promise of reward. Declarations false and unjust.


Tame insecurity.


A dreamlike notion that life passes by.


Cushioning the blow of impending reality,