Through the cancerous medicine of isolation

The deep waves, they roll and roll

A supposed boon to our nation

Men’s hearts pay a mighty toll

Sleep unattainable so it seems

The red eyes, the tired mind

Somewhere between these waking dreams

Endlessly running, always behind

When a person is surrounded by steel

It is in sharp relief how fragile they are

Crushed and chewed by the machines wheel

We know death may not be far

And we don’t care