Our plan really worked
Our purpose has been fulfilled
Our voices will be heard
My footsteps along a midnight blue
Glass without a flaw
My weight drawn to the center
The heart of the forest
The pixels ahead bright and gleaming
Against the heavy roars of the animals
Surrounding its pure, frozen stance
Never flinching from the predator
Always ready to take action
When I place my finger over its screen
The words of the fate
hovering under my eyes
As they gaze at the cages
Full of dying, helpless creatures
Awaiting their demise
We are not these creatures
We have a purpose we craft
With the cages we throw over ourselves
We limit our thoughts to reality
As if it has control over us
Until now.