Text to Speech
by Benjamin Harris
Thoughts consumed by possible vibrations
Our minds quickly feeding off any which way stations
The totality of voices heard controls movement of the masses
No requirements are necessary to teach newfound classes
The intellect of gods rests patiently at our fingertips,
Yet no one seems to question the validity of our leaderships
Walking without sight is insulting to the blind
Though if I tried to point a finger my life would redefine
There’s beauty in all things as pristine as the lotus,
But if hellfire ran through the streets would we notice?
If only there was an answer to that question, just one
We’d learn that following can be the equivalent to the loading of a gun