our glass prison
our servitude
wave and say hello
capture it on film
await the verdict
and give thanks to the day
our heroic victim
our superfluous icon
your army of contention
your wand of dysfunction
let us know this at once
let us feel our divide
emotionless sensors

we cough and we stumble
we're cold to the touch
we worship the barrier
and cross out the gates
there is no one watching
from anywhere else
we are our own masters
each step that we take

where else is this madness?
where else but here?
in our spacial dwelling
driven by fear