UNcontrol

Caught between what is and what oughta be

Comes a silent chant from the gods of choice

Loud and clear but never to the right ear

Instead muted millions of decibels inside our

conscious, the unconscious sector of our

twisted minds

Unintentionally CONformed and DEformed

by forces hardly under our control

Only through a silent meditation

an intensified aerobic session for the mind

can we untangle the truth

our destiny no, our surprise happy ending.