Fearful Followers
A moment of fear
It then grows darker
And then silence starts
I suddenly want to laugh
I follow the leader's will--
Another moment of fear.
All the fear inside
Builds to so much more
And I’m caught astray.
Absolute is the leader
We follow without question
What blind sheep we have become.
When will it all end?
Never will, perhaps?
We fight the machine…
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