Altered.
Believe.
What
will be
believed?
How
will
things
change?
New
world
order.
Accelerating.
Mind
alterations.
Descending
from
above.
New gods
derived
from the
cloud.
Technology
grabs hold.
Generational
divides,
conflicts.
Severe.
Social
landscape
quaking,
splitting
apart.
Minds
once
washed
never to
return.
Old ways
passing
away.
New ways
restrictive.
Minds
aligned.
Gospel
of
conformity.
No stepping
out of
line.
Critical
thought,
thing
of the
past.
Died off.
Control.
Gods of
control.
Conformity.
Descending
from above!
Next
generation
lying in
wait.
New ideas.
New gods.
Revolution.
Endless
cascading
evolutionary
mind bending
change.
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 5th, 2024 19:31
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
Pleased I was born when I was. I have experienced freedom of thought and expression. What is being driven in at speed is frightening. I fear for the future. Your poem says it all John. A bleak picture of mind bending.
Thanks for reading Cassie. Change like never before!
John
So glad I am of an age where I have the experience to do what I want and need to do John.
Andy
You and me both Andy.
Thanks for reading.
John
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