Flowing waves
Green, blue, and yellow light
Slightly alters the domain of life
Oppression, fear, and the loathingness of hope
Steers society
People travel along the journey of life
And do not create based on new ideas
They create based on what the old have done.
We go and go
Yet do not adjust
We just build on the false hope of old ideas,
Giving the world new things with an old twist
Society does not fear the future
Nor believe in the hope I do
Of mankind being doomed for failure
Beyond the clouds and smoke.
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