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!
Copyright © Poet Tellaferro | Year Posted 2021
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