The Committee

Now they're here to stay.
They won't ever go away.
I'm finally at my end.
It's time to this attend.

For every move I make,
Their eyes are wide awake.
For all that I have done,
The choices has left me, none.

From the cellar, comes the call.
The shadows growing tall.
Come down and meet your fate.
Your pleading comes too late.

We know what we have to do. 
There's no more room for you
Beneath the basement floor.
Come closer. Lock the door.

You've given us new life.
It's time to take a wife.
Your friends belong to us.
Please, let's not make a fuss.

It all works in the end.
We will begin again.
You must listen to our appeal
Enclosed in waxy seal.

Thank you for taking care.
Devotion like yours is rare.
You've clearly earned your place
On top the placard base.


8/5/26
ZONE S4E13