Rain Zombie

Rain drizzling
Time swirls down the drain
Paperclip tempos
Matching the slamming feet
Another day where no one notices anything

The statues
Stand with no meaning
Except on field trips
When empty eyes finally notice
The only time they are realized

Sun marks
Earth moving beneath
Eternity coasting on and on
No one seems to care
Gazing at technologies soft glow

Zombies
Everyone has become undead
Acting out the Day of the Dead
Believing they are filled with life
Even when they know its time for bed

Cycle continues
on and on and on
Day in and day out
Until they have no more nights
Will they then feel the wasted self?

Average American
Lives in a constant dream state
Stuck in a sound pyramid
Seeing, Hearing, Illusion
As empty as a newborn babe

Wake up!
Wake up before its too late
Know thyself is the key
Its warm in the pocket
Not worn with experience
Its warm in the pocket
Not warn with experience
Its warm in the pocket
Not warn with experience


Copyright 2016 Abdul Batin Bey