Microfactics Incorporation

Dancing around every corner Dark shadows printing putrefying rainbow soup. Glancing around every shade; immediately making one a mourner. Stuck inside the hollow emotions; Among the formerly gorgeous troops. Still me thought, "What happened to our Mother?" We have been praying,  while slicing our unripe crops. Our Father in Heaven knows further, When the frying turns out to be burning We have not been busy with developing We have not been busy with awakening. Wake up O our blood, we are dropping! Tavakutandadza rakacheka nyika Ropa rwekedu harichafambi takatyoka. Siyahlupheka bantu. Siyahlupheka. Igazi lethu alisagelezi.... Tunateseka, watu.  Tunateseka.  Damu yetu haitiririki tena. We are suffering, people.  We are suffering. Our blood is no longer flowing! We know nothing but pretend To know things. Who is paying attention? O, Africa's children, Your Mother is waiting for rejuvenation. Why are you so lazy when it comes To restoring Her lost principles?...

You first feel bored, You complain without shouting, You can't sleep because dead men will be walking. You only have two options You either join the dead, You living is another side of the coin You really need the Saviour; You feel like you can't sense any in your vicinity. You slap yourself carelessly You regret doing it at the end of the circle. You ask yourself why you even exist You seem to find no reason to be alive You sometimes believe that you were created; You doubt it all time.  You sometimes behave like the dead around you You wake up from the dream You shake your head, You laugh in your mind You seem cheerful; You always act crazy You ask yourself questions You can't even answer. You have a manual that doesn't change You have to accept that it will never. You can read it and memorize it. You will only find the truth in it, You will realize that it has sixty six books You can only remain alive by reading it. You have to feel every word written to stay alive. ...