Rheazone

What am I? I ‘m not supposed to tell you this This person thinks that I’m programmed Since I do the same routines every day I don’t think I don’t speak Yet I have a job I don’t work alone Some of us are identical Something attacks, we defend I got sick once Then I was gone But here I am Another me I don’t think I don’t speak Energy is a buddy of mine It doesn’t die While I die so many times

Mindless beasts we once were No evil thought, no mercy No ambition, no trick Civilization, meaning what? For the more chaos it brought The universe we know Order is not in order The conscious creature is what we are We’re no better We’re just lost souls We’ll remain lost No saviour Only ourselves hurting each other Hurting others who mother us The animals, the plants, the air, the ground For what? The big belly to feed The pride Oh man, we live that way We’ll sink for sure It’s food for thought