From the point of view of people living in a police state or some other restricting regime. In this case, the one in my story, New Minds.
We're trapped beneath the web of our city's lies
If you try to leave, tell your life goodbye
We need protection in the spider's eyes.
For we are the flies.
We are the flies.
So many of us scurry to and fro
Be good. Maintain the status quo.
They hide what we don't want to see
Replacing it with rules and boundaries.
Hamsters in a cage.
Tubes and bubbles quell the rage
Don't speak out
You have no clout. They'll take you away.
Safety justifies the many eyes
That perch on street corners, disguised.
Security validates the means
They've turned us into infants never weaned.
Sentries, guardians and friends
Diplomats watch through a parental lens
So many clever names to keep this web serene
All it does is stifle, cover-up, demean.
Cocooned in the gossamer of what they think is right
Life has changed, but freedom is in sight.
The spider holds us, but still we see the sky
And someday, somehow, we're going to try.