No Independence (One World Blues)

The echoes travel into the valley and vanish abruptly into the same monotonous gloom. Our hopes and dreams have been castrated by fascist greed! The cold nothingness, thoughtless in the notion of maintaining control, they have destabilized our money to better justify One World as a whole.
The noise reverberates, but it never leaves a mark; there is only silence. Within moments, it becomes the after thought of an after thought. A paradox for the ages, burning away as these pages enslave us. Man made a cage to suppress and sustain us. No independence today.  It’s battered, it’s broken, it’s waived.