Empty Icons I

Empty eyes of the empirical sum Empty heads of the ruling elite Change the channel on the TVs alternative news feed Slip into the the next digital stream Stream the unknown data Into the world wide oblivion Hear the open circuits buzz As machinery Hummms We bow our heads to empty icons Emojis, iPhones and Windows to some Empty Icons sit on vacant shelves A hollow man, a false deity Built of things best left unseen, unsung Things in-between the seams of reality We see these vacant eyes wondering the corridors Of a steel Labyrinth in a Western Hemisphere Alone in an mad American empire of intellectual apes Dream the dream of empire and empty icons Empty eyes of the empirical sum Sum of all parts divided apart Empty heads of the ruling elite Slip in the the next digital stream Stream the unknown data to the world wide oblivion dark!