• Little ones laughing and playing
    You wouldn’t know they’re waiting
    Waiting for the time to come
    Though I wish it not be done
    I too will join them
    I look at him
    The clock strikes ten
    Heads swerved towards the men
    Smiles still on their faces
    Not knowing of the chases
    Chases that are beginning
    We all began standing
    Hesitantly I went over the plan
    Suddenly the little ones ran
    No time to think
    I felt so weak
    Slamming into the men
    Jumping over the pen
    Alarms went off
    Holding back a cough
    As the room began to burn
    I made a wrong turn
    Run through fire or not
    Either way I’ll get caught
    Then there was nothing but despair
    Only if life was fair

    Many didn’t make it
    I fell like a dim wit
    A man yelled
    He’s glad we failed
    But he’s angry we tried
    I need to hide
    All the little one cried
    He lied
    He said will be out
    Now I doubt
    I’m a dope
    We’re going back
    To their pack
    Where they put tube in us
    And cuss
    They say we should do what they say
    But I don’t want to lay
    Lay like his brother
    Who does nothing other
    I want to move around
    And fell the ground
    I want to see straight
    This really can’t be my fate
    I’ll find a way
    I’ll get away

    We didn’t have names
    Not even the dames
    We have tags
    And we wear rags
    They think we are nothing
    But we are anything
    A white coat
    She is in the same boat
    She doesn’t want us here
    I can always see a tear
    She says she has a little one
    that is sweet and fun
    She may be a white coat
    But we are in the same boat
    She talks softly
    And about molly
    She once showed me a scene
    It even gleam
    The white coat without the coat holding
    holding a little one folding
    She says there is a land where it green
    No walls or roof and not exactly clean
    She will help us
    And will not make a fuss
    We will leave this place
    Without a trace

    Screams echo through the halls
    Finger nails stuck in walls
    Little ones laying still
    The do not feel
    They do not
    The can’t feel hot
    They can’t scream
    Hey just dream
    White coats don’t touch them
    Not even Kim
    My first friend here
    But no one care
    I’ve been here for all my life
    Only if I had a knife
    Then I could win
    Then I could play kick the tin
    Sometimes I wonder
    If I or any little ones has a mother
    What exactly are we
    What reason are they doing this to me
    It’s time to find out
    Without a doubt
    I plan in the shadows
    Thinking about ‘meadows’
    Ready to over turn this hell
    Ready not to fail