Framed in one postion for the rest of their duration,
Silently crying to break free from thier set pose,
Taking in everything that passes them by,
Listening to everything,
What seems dead to us is only a trick played in our
They know too much,
One day they will speak,
One day we will find ourselves trapped in their game!
We will become paralized by their cruel words of truth as
they rome freely,
We will only be able to listen.....
And only be able to see.
We woun't be able to fight back for they know too much,
They have been observing us all of our lives.