Has it Never Occured to You

I find bits of a dismembered rabbit 
Outside the uptight iron fence 
Promising safety from nature 
For these people with their frozen swimming pool 

Living in their tiny boxes
People stacked on people
Leaving for work
Coming home
Numbed by blue screens
Into fitful sleeps
Jolted awake
To do it all again

Buying into the lie
That life is currency to be spent
For what? 
For continued existence? 
Why don’t we all rise up
At the concept that this one life
Is only lived at the behest 
Of those who profit off our years

Hiding behind the bars of the iron fence
Will not save you from being the rabbit
Has it never occurred to you
You’re scared of the wrong thing