Nature has its own rhythm,
yet why do we dance to a different tune?.

Robots seperate us at birth ,
and place us within this fabricated society.
Tell me something,
did the highlight of your day,
involve standing in a queue?,
therefore do you queue alot?.
Like part of some mass experiment,
we are rewarded with crumbs.
Not too many, nor too little,
just enough to keep us baited,
and distracted from remembering.
But i've seen a spark,
and one spark is all it takes.
Tell me something,

Why did you paint your concrete
green?.