As if they’re a group of sheep
That’s how they act,
How they dress,
Utter each word,
As if they are under some sort of a spell
They all just mumble the same things
As if they were raised in a single household
By the same parents
& underwent the same education system
As if they have received a book of instructions
Of all what they should say & do,
Which must all be the same
To the point, you might be stunned;
Is this an orchestra, a movie?!
Where each got a role to play!
They have no brains of their own anymore
Not even a past
As if their memories are erased
& nothing is left except the lies they have to tell us each single day,
Strange isn’t it?
As if there’s a hidden conspiracy,
& when you ask what’s going on
Their reply is always the same!