Slush

fuck the government, fuck control, freedom a figment of our minds does not exist. We the products that sit on a shelf where we don't know our worth used for our price thats grow with inflation with time, blood, our tired our sleep our poor old body wasted time that it not ............Listen my fellow ants what are we doing here? Why work so much for this queen that we don’t need. No Mas control . No mas control. I stand on the this very ant hill. With fear, ears piercing eyes in the dark corner (how small sometimes we feel in a world so small) All green and black ants looked around for this hero but no ant was found. Some say that if history is not known than it is repeated.