Desire

It seemed like it was all planned, farmed humans, cattle raised and fed, and led into the belief that we all can make it, but of course the pay off is debt, what a twisted world, and we are all in a twirl, lost in the emptiness of these materials, a rush of the moment, only to be forgotten in the dust of the shelves, a promise of a generation, led to a destruction of another, with everybody fighting for the last scraps, the students are the ones that get it bad, the future, the mover, the grower, the family, all delayed by the shackles of debt, and it is next to death, universities have become a business, while people stay ignorant of its true meaning, they do not educate but rather filter out and leave the rest at the gate, professors recycle and reciprocate philosophies that segregate, in truth they repeat what has been done to them, a filtering process, but no one really sees, no one really wants to know, they just turn a blind eye to the seeds that they've sown, watching the bad apples grow, ask them the truth and all they say is cold words, heart frozen from dead principles, programmed answers, but I still stay strong a midst of the storm, even when there seems to be no hope, lighting the dope fire, day by day eliminating desire..