The Matrix

Have we forgotten about the weavers Those who grieved so feverntly Having to watch them as they bleed No where to go, love had them bond Can't say it was a man but for sure a child Needing to breath and wanting that crown Why is their even suffering? We lack nothing Our sons seek refuge our daughters recode Built For the kingdom know thought is a trap All things we have are all things we've been Creating for love again seems the remedy Yet many create to survive its self ridding