Anger

I ask myself every day what I am They tell you to find it To work inside your own program With some personality to submit I am angry with myself and with the world I'm seeking justice when we're left to wonder if there is any Like mindless sheep into their own deaths lured A life weighted in currency and coin for all and many Cruelty and corruption fabricated into the dirt As men as deceitful and cunning as snakes control all With only gain in mind and power in pursuit Only pain and futility do we relieve and suffering we befall In the end, I'm lost and drowning in a world of the damned With idiots in control and lives to be reprogrammed