Slaves for our own imagination,
Trapped in world created from illusions.
Human tied by its own invention,
Which is leading to unmeasurable confusion.
For some- money is in a place of idols,
For others- soul is of importance;
We all are acting like a bunch of puppets,
Which are stuck in fragile fortress.
Albeit, here is a mistake in calculations,
Too concerned with our own skin.
We are often disregarding relations,
And simply seeing others as things.
