VITAMIN

I'm born I'm alive I breathe In a moment or two I

realize, that the sphere upon which I reside, is

asleep on

its feet. should I go back to sleep? We orbit the

sun I grow up my open eyes see... A zombified,

somnambulist society Leaving us as vitamins for the

hibrating human animal Do you see what I mean? You

stare at me like a vitamin On the surface you hate

but you know you need me I'll come dressed as any

pill

you deem fit Whatever helps you swallow truth all

the more easily And I wonder, will you digest me?

Into

the sleep machine I won't plug in in fact I'd

rather die before I will comply To you, my friend,

I write the

reason I still live, 'cause in my mind it's set the

vitamin is ripe to give Coming closer to another

2000 years

you and I will pry the closed eye of the sleep machine