Machine Mania
Everything wound so tight
But the clicks drive me to the brink
Flashing lights are blinding
Half of the programs crashed
Tokens spew across the floor
The memory was stretched too far
I don't know what that sound was
A buzz from the lunatic fuzz
Filtered over the cries of dying ants
In their dying moments
Keeping the wheels turning
A chapter granted and a chapter denied
Souls traded for souls
There's no value in the individual
Intelligence is futile
When truth is sold to the highest bidder
Deception is the heart of honesty
Honestly did you think anything else
Their ammunition is in your heart
Their disease is in your tears
And all so the wheel continues to turn
Ignoring the buildup of rust
It's quite a bold strategy
Rip the petals off of flowers
Cover your face with them
It's so very cute is it not
When you feel so very wholesome
Pillaging the earth
To scrounge self-worth
But you're no unique rose
We failed to maintain ma'at
Everything turned upside down
Hell is where Heaven used to be
And Heaven is where Hell used to be
I don't know up from down
Nor do I know left from right
And I forgot right from wrong
Just to sing a pretty song
Just to sing a song
To sing a song
Sing a song
A song
Song
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2019
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