In Vitro

I feel myself closed

Inside a glass cube

Where the filth doesn't let me see outside

I try to define what's going on

But here inside I'm the only one

The man at the street corner

Was burned alive

Just because his own life

Was unfair to him

In a world where money dictates the rules

Those who don't have it are condemned to death

No reaction

Waiting for the worst

Sometimes we try to do something

That can change this bad perspective of life

But the only thing the leaders want

Is that we remain on the outside

To guarantee what is going to happen

They imprison us in our own ignorance

Using for this their powerful media

Telling us what we have to do

No reaction

Waiting for the worst