The Mechine is growing
The mechine is strong
What is the machine you ask
The machine is anyone or anything
That tries to strip us from who we are
Who we are as a people
Who we are as individuals
Who we are as the Human race
The machine is emotionless
The machine is cold
Wanting all in perfect order
Wanting all to fall in line
To think as one
To move as one
To be stripped of our very core of being
The machine demands order
Anyone who does not comply is shot
Stripped of who we are
Moving like robots and cyborgs
All for the collective
The individual is lost
The machine will find you
Once it does
It will destroy you
Or tag you
To be part of the system
Another
Mindless
Emotionless
Drone
Just going through the motions
Following orders
Never caring
Never loving
Never an individual again
The machine owns you
You have no choice
The machine tags you
You become a part of the system
They tell you how to act
They tell you what to wear
They tell you who to hang out with
They tell you
The machine knows how to use the media
As well as peer pressure
To get you to do what they want
They use these outlets
To Control you
To draw you in
To strip you of who you truly are
However
There is hope
There is light
Within the dim coldness
There are those who dare to defy
There are those who stand against the machine
They know they are fighting a loosing battle
They fight anyway
They fight for individuality
They fight for free thinking
The fight to free those already taken captive
They fight to not become captives themselves
They fight for the human race
Though they know it is a lost battle
They fight anyway
For there is always hope
To keep the individual person alive
To sound a voice
To release a cry
To let the machine know
They can't have them all
They wave their signs
While standing in picket lines
Saying
Down with the machine
Down with the oppression
They march
They protest
Against the tyranny upon the land
They fight for their rights
As well As
The rights of those around them
Knowing full well
That they make themselves targets
Targets for the machine to hunt down
Targets for the machine to capture
And
Destroy you
Still
They rage war against the machine
They rage war against the falsehood
That has become truth
Some have been jailed
Some have been hunted down and executed
All for standing up for what they believe
Standing up for their rights
Each one
Fighting against the oppression that surrounds them
Fighting to be free
Fighting to dismantle
THE MACHINE
No matter how many they lose
They still fight
Fight not just for themselves
Not just for those they love
But for the entire human race
The machine finds the rebels
Then the machine destroys them
One by one
The rebels fall
One by one
The machine gains ground
Still the rebels fight
If the machine wins
The human race is over
All will be turned into
Cyborgs
Robots
Of one mind
In the collective
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Author:
Tony36 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I fear this will one day be our future, and in some cases already is
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Thanks you TONY ~ This is a perfect description of how the THIRD REICH operated in EUROPE from 1933 to 1945. They made a lot of mistakes but their biggest one was seeking to EXTERMINATE the JEWISH NATION from the face of the Earth. That was too much for GOD and slowly but surely He eradicated Hitler and the Nazi Party from the face of the Earth. The HUMAN RACE is created in the IMAGE of GOD and it the Machine tries to mould Man to his image ~ GOD will step in and destroy it as He did the Third Reich ~ OK. Thanks for your warning ~ BRIAN
Thank you
Power corrupts.
Yes it does
Amen man, we all have to capture the thing called free thinking. A lot of people don't see the truth so the select few that do are here to help. I respect this writing fully.
Thank you
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