United in Helotry

Content within your inner prison

Divisive deadening of all the senses

Rank and file

Marching endlessly

United in mental helotry

Solidarity destroyed

What incentive is left to resist?

Spite will have to suffice

Your apathy turns my knuckles white

Starved faculties of imagination

You gorge on banalities then ask for seconds

Rank and file

Marching endlessly

United in helotry

No sight beyond your blinders

Devoted to this beaten path

March