servitude

Put in our place  
a mask over the face
Blessed  
with wing's on our back  
Though the will to Fly  
         Is what we lack  
   
 Perfection is smeared  
while purity is tainted  
Can you visualize  
                     the picture  
that has been painted? 
High-notes of aggression  
accompanied with flutter  
Reactions on time  
          amidst all the clutter  
   
                            A warm pocket of air  
                          consumes your space  
                            An up-lifting experience  
                       from the look on your face  
   
Hunger, says the doctor;  
Is the main cause of stress  
though not for food  
It is an issue to address  
            Consumption of wealth  
        Ambition to posses  
all of us are guilty  
No need to confess  
   
 Working all day  
just to sleep all night  
   just to work all day  
are you feeling alright?