The Whip

The whip is the one that tells us what to say
That tells us how to laugh
And tells us how to play

"I love you" we hear the whip say
Though it never does
It beats us till we're sane

The whip lashes us when we do something wrong
Though what is wrong, we truly do not know
We all sing the same songs
That the same whip shows

How we act and what we say come from the whip
We only know what the whips tells us
It controls us doesn't it?

We exile each other because of the whip
we must remove it from our minds and our kind
But where does it live? where does it sit?
Well that's the thing
It doesn't exist