Big Brother's Watching
There's a knot in my stomach,
a weight on my chest.
as I wait around
for inevitable death.
Those who feel
feel lost and alone -
as the world starves itself
to dust and bone.
When you open your eyes
it can't be unseen -
when the innocent die,
collateral, of vanity and greed.
Big brother's watching,
you better behave,
just turn a blind eye
and be a good little slave.