Below is the poem entitled Big Brother which was written by poet
Cervero. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Imaginations fuel my head,
also in the deep corners of my mind.
I think of all the things that I shouldn’t do.
Much more, what I shouldn’t be.
I try to stay neutral & dormant,
in fear of trouble & the system.
It feels like big brother is breathing,
down my neck.
And they know you…
They can’t steal your thoughts,
but someday they might steal your words.
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