Pushing past its limits
Extending beyond its means
Spiraling down into abyss
Like robotics its all about programming
Intervals of light go unnoticed
Shrouded in darkness on a path of shadows
Behind closed doors the plan is mended
And amended and slapped with a label
The realization of a dream long prepared
Vultures and lions, snakes and rats
Crowd the arena and survey the land
Take note of it all and reach for their staffs
The sheep are pushed into the river
Like trout they travel upstream
Desperately struggling and gasping for breath
Some never made it to the water
Others will drown on the way
The thinning of the herd is only just beginning
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