The trap: a poem by me from 2008

in poetry •  2 months ago

The Trap

Brain online in dream land, dark prisons created by the slaves hand, addiction to the masochism, that's what happens when you love the system.

Cruel games on the world stage, the manipulating dark mage, the fools still graze on psychiatric molecular pie...anything to shut up their third eye.

Beaten souls struggle on, even when their lovers are now gone,
the pained ones kill their memory, wasting their lives in a haze of ephemory.

Munching pac-men they're soon to be, with a brand new virtual masonic reality,
plug yourself in...its fun to play, we'll make your troubled mind just go away.

You're children now you're not adults, say the dancing prancing men of cults, sadly to their will many shall bend, to sentience they will put an end.

The squared men must be resisted, to the truth must our race be assisted, our survival depends on waking up, we must see it for what it is or humanity is kaput

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" the fools still graze on psychiatric molecular pie...anything to shut up their third eye."

that's a powerful line

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