PRISONER OF TIME 2 © 2008

Lies have taken the reins of life,

Guiding destiny with cold hands,

And humanity, ahead of the cart, lost,

Follows whipped, with no relief in its days.

A slave to the new condition,

In misery, it bows to power,

On stage, the smile is a duty,

Even as the soul begins to wither.

Making jest, masking the pain,

Is the price to keep going,

To be greater, to show worth,

In a world where truth is rarely found.

Evolving, they say, is the way,

But in the lie that governs us,

Humanity continues in disarray,

In a dance that never changes.

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