Chatters, and Door Horns !

Its all the dumb answers to life, 

science, arts and the life long slavery, 

for those blind minded man of rhymes, 

I am not even a poet that can climbs skies, 

yet, I do it all in  a slippery sand curves, 

that makes me the sky that rides the space, 

and yet the chatters exists in vacuum of mummers, 

which feels like un-tuned guitar being played, 

by a dozen of deaf people acting Beethoven, 

and that's what modern slavery is stands for, 

humans are the breed of branded names, 

tagged in marketing progression of Gucci, and Nike, 

and everyone follows, from flip-flops, to hip hop rhymes,

everyone follows knowing they are being sunk down, 

and the artists who have creative minds of great heights, 

are brought down in disguise as loud horns, 

getting played when you press it hard enough, 

and they say the generation this round has gone wild, 

and I see stupid people all around, 

with cigarettes is hand acting all cool, 

not knowing that they look like fools, 

we all act like fools in this way or the other way, 

so its relatively clear that we as humans, 

are actually in a maze of tiny rooms, 

where survival is of fools of fools !