and you can't see me.
but the wind sees you.
and although each blow is stronger than the next,
your bodies stand strong.
we can see through you though.
we're watching.
just
stand
strong.
We must blend into the choir
Sing as static with the whole.
We must memorize nine numbers and Deny we have a soul.
And in this endless race for property and Privilege to be won.
We must run, we must run, we must run.