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Cog in the machine

I'm a cog in the machine
A machine fuelled
By indifference and greed
Going nowhere
But moving the whole

I turn as I'm told
I'm young but already old
I don't question-I do
Must conform
Be a part of this block
That only starts
And never stops
Without going forward
Serving my sentence:
Life inside a clock

Time is running out…
Tic-Toc
Tic-Toc

I'm a cog in the machine
Spinning on my axis
Riveted on the axle
Of a psychotic vision

I fit the mould
My life already sold
Part of the mechanical dream
That isn't my own
Surrounded but alone
In the midst of a mindless flock
No sentience
In a world
Without conscience
Time is running out…
Tic-Toc
Tic-Toc

I'm a cog in the machine
Spinning on my axis
Going nowhere
But moving the whole

Destined to be worn
Since the day I was born
Knowing that what I am
Isn't greater than the whole
Where Proximity
Has no intimacy
Resigned to rest
When I'll be replaced
Knowing my death
Will be met
With indifference
Time is running out…
Tic-Toc
Tic-Toc

I'm a cog in the machine
A machine fuelled by indifference and greed
Riveted on the axle
Of a psychotic vision

Daring to dream
A dream of my own
Should the box open
A mishap, a chance,
A crack in the casing
A lottery winning
Like a misaligned coil
That would spring me out
Of this box
So that the cog
Becomes the wheel
Free to mock
Life inside a clock

poem by Ronberge
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