Tinkering with Control

RSM0812

Elemental moon shaded light.

Ecclesial even in the shadows are translucently as bright.

My two blazing eyes here, saw heaven,

And was judged in wisdom and angelic sight.

Unknown amongst the folly, tomorrows gone but jolly,

And every man and all machines sit waiting,

Waiting for the small town trolley.

Hating the impatience of the road.

Yet blindly as they march, they do as they are told.

And travel into the deepest darkest endless hole.

In a room with covered eyes they steal,

The wise that hinders wisdom’s goal,

To sacrifice how we think and feel.

For want and greed befit,

Exactly where they sit,

On golden thrones with emeralds green,

To control both mind and tinkering machine.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: RSM (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 19th, 2025 11:22
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Greed one of the primary hard wired human traits that makes society and breaks society. Good write

    • RSM0812

      Thank you

    • Poetic Licence

      Greed the creator of monsters, the tool of destruction, the illness in today's world, enjoyed the read



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