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Happy Macro Monday/ HMM

this week's theme: Cogwheel

 

 

I'm a cog in the machine

A machine fuelled

By indifference and greed

Going nowhere

But moving the whole

 

 

I turn as I'm told

I'm young but already old

I don't question-I do

Must conform

Be a part of this block

That only starts

And never stops

Without going forward

Serving my sentence:

Life inside a clock

 

 

Time is running out…

Tic-Toc

Tic-Toc

 

 

I'm a cog in the machine

Spinning on my axis

Riveted on the axle

Of a psychotic vision

 

 

I fit the mould

My life already sold

Part of the mechanical dream

That isn't my own

Surrounded but alone

In the midst of a mindless flock

No sentience

In a world

Without conscience

Time is running out…

Tic-Toc

Tic-Toc

 

 

I'm a cog in the machine

Spinning on my axis

Going nowhere

But moving the whole

 

 

Destined to be worn

Since the day I was born

Knowing that what I am

Isn't greater than the whole

Where Proximity

Has no intimacy

Resigned to rest

When I'll be replaced

Knowing my death

Will be met

With indifference

Time is running out…

Tic-Toc

Tic-Toc

 

 

I'm a cog in the machine

A machine fuelled by indifference and greed

Riveted on the axle

Of a psychotic vision

 

 

Daring to dream

A dream of my own

Should the box open

A mishap, a chance,

A crack in the casing

A lottery winning

Like a misaligned coil

That would spring me out

Of this box

So that the cog

Becomes the wheel

Free to mock

Life inside a clock

 

Ronberge (anno tercio)

Done