Wonderland

Patience will come

to those who find it's too late

now it's lost its use

it's redundant

Hear the wail of machines minus rung emotions

hear the clunking of the soul taker

What was an object now has you down as its subject

Welcome Malice

this is Wonderland

Though I've never seen a swagger

on a puppet that's lost its strings

you come closest

but what if this machine from which

life gives you purpose suddenly

was rendered obsolete?

Where can you turn?

Who can your bigotry bear arms to?

Once again I think it's Wonderland.

To love and to hate

to give and to steal

and to get just what we've always wanted

but do you know just what you've always wanted?

A life that's based on greed

and not on what you need

is doomed to fail and still you choose to flaunt it

Tho' methods are tasted

Solutions lie wasted

You once had ambition but quickly erased it

Observance is one thing

but ignorance another

Don't fall on your own sword

as it's harder to recover

Where you once raised issues with lucid persistance.

A poignant reminder to once was exisitence.

Now all that is left is just an effigy bewildered

How hollow the figure that trusted fate with Wonderland

A life based on greed

Not on what you need

This is Wonderland