food for thought
just because the flesh is white
doesn't mean its new
it was once an animal
pinned and jailed just like you
and that you feel happy and sad
jailed in your mind
the bite you take
you eat it inside you
spices and corn syrup
colors and preservative
a dead you eat
with drug created for you
a life you live
to think is your own
a slave you are
rats eat the paper money made only for you
they don't sleep
they don't eat
they work to keep
the system just for you
they are computers
no longer human can trust
when your team is also the slave
feeding the demon life from you