Some say
The heart's too tender,
Therefore easily bruised
And long to heal – because
The heart has tendency to
Overly feel…
Some say human love’s too fragile;
Too easy to chip and ruse -- take
For granted, and selfishly abuse --
Say welcome to The Metallic Age!
Electronic Brains and alloy skin --
Conscious soul no longer needed
With an App your day will begin –
No need for spirit correction, robots
Will bear all sin. AI this and AI that,
AI dog and AI cat – an AI baseball
An AI bat – instead of change the baby
Keep him or her cool and dust free --
If a mistake made, the AI’s will calmly
disagree…. Right. Good luck with that.
It is beyond ridiculous
But anyway, it’s true
The dullest of dystopias
Is here again like new
No use to cite the history
Cause no one can unravel
What is infold in mystery
Which way the story travels
One takes preventive measures
For others it’s a flake
In trash one sees a treasure
His rivals see mistake
It happens in a snap of fingers
A brave new world appears
Most stupid jokes it lingers
Another war spreads fears
And those are first to die, who can’t
Stay silent, then of course
Returns the silence, and witchhunt
Begins, same as it was.
-Cheeky Little Nile Bugalugs-
I could fall on a turntable and raise the roof. Let the beat drop, but what’s the point scallywags?
Crickets chirp unwanted truths into my ears at night. Leaf the poor sauerkraut alone.
Saunter through the valley of the shadow of death. Feel ecstatic to run the entire pilgrimage’s course.
Safe bets aren’t the way to go. Poverty makes a man hateful.
Sweet sounds of comradery swell, The wave crashes down on the innocent.
Time to set the stage, umbrella’s will be encouraged. Don’t know what’s lurking above.
Never finished a rubix cube, too much time…Not enough advances.
Crease…And snap! The willpower of a lily shouldn’t be overlooked.
Purple innocence like the Nile’s nectar and lettuce combined, make a fruity concoction cocktail of Aphrodite’s vengeful lust.
Orgy porgy swimming in the labyrinth of soma incorporated.
I was sitting out on the veranda,
Gazing at natures extravaganza.
In the shimmering heat of the day,
Even the flying pests were kept at bay.
Looking at all the plants in pots,
Wilting under the oppressive heat.
In the distance I see Paphos by the sea,
The cooling Mediterranean Sea,
Out of bounds to you and me.
This lockdown due to an indiscriminate virus,
Is making life hard for all of us.
We stay within the bounds of our property,
Making life good in comfortable safety.
One day, which we all hope will come soon,
When we can emerge from within our cocoon
To a bright new world and a new way to live,
A new 'normal' we all must learn to adapt.
For if we don't, we could, once more, be trapped.
Care for each other, look after our world.
This lockdown has shown that we can live together,
Wars have been abated as nations have had to unite,
Against a common enemy for us to survive on earth.
This virus has killed many, but, like a Phoenix rising,
It has given Earth a new rebirth. Now is our chance.
© Dave Timperley 18/05/2020
The cold morning air kisses my fingertips
with incognito apology.
A wraith swimming among ghost town
touching base to find reason
for the days the Universe changed.
The elements scuttle to find their new place.
The people lament and seek sanity in mirrors face.
A half removed remorse- caught within
digital distranslation of binary-
binding to an alien language
abetting at the core.
In the setting up of stages in a New ?? disOrder.
A requiem sequim seeking
also the dew of entangled remorse :code:
a+(be)="e"(shared) ::PROGRAMMING::
EXE.Levermore?
I'm disillusioned of this modern world
This quantum, promise-palter singularity most days leaves me hollow like empty Technology
Picture an old colour tv- tubeless workless-
abandoned on an urban bombsite; that's me
Deep unsettled forebodings haunt my sleep, itself a fitful deal
On better days, I see the plan
But most days the pit looms larger than an internal universe of anxious raving racing outward expansion
It's possible I've aged enough - just enough, mind - to have become the prick the younger me kicked against.
Not likely though. The evidence overwhelms.
This time-ripping exponentiality denies all of my feeble tries at the explanatory
Let's see, shall we?
The ineptitude of THAT maternal platitude both exacerbates and contradicts the corollary
You see? That's the point now.
The Mask has slipped
And has anyone even noticed?
Let's see.
Let us see.
To whom do we make this silent plea?
"Brave New World"
In a Clear Blue World
spirits strike matches
inner flames capture
dancing magnetised
towards intimate
Shining Light
melting like
liquid diamonds
Ultra Muses
fusing bright
magic lyrics
healed compositions
mirrors merge tight
no division
hearts forever blooming
unfurling like sweet
Anais Nin’s Roses
they’re salty divination kiss
sheer delight, rapture union
hear their kindest war cry
Revelation's arriving -
LOVE REVOLUTION,
it’s a
Brave New World.
(Lovejoy-Burton/2018 Jan)
1.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJSik6ejkr0
2.
Psalm 13 For the director of music
Matthew 14:22-33
Colossians 3:14
3. Anais Nin Roses
When illumination turns into damnation
And tentative time is the internal enemy
Because those of us who do not fuss
Will begin to slowly sadly sanely see
And the rest of you who will askew
In decadent darkness will boldly blindly be
The world is staged and ritually raged
As our lives unfold in seductive synchronicity
One atom small as one atom temples tall
We survive and sail the salted sea
For we must find within our mind
And yet we get lost in melodic mystery
Are we artificial and sacrificial?
As the wolves devour the sedated sheep
Redundant reruns replicated daughters and sons
In a brave new world within a soundless sleep
And Heavens tide will always hide
Those of us who woundly weep.
April.22.2017
Brave New World - Contest
Sponsored by: Debbie Guzzi
I, the Confident Me...
I, the Strongest Me...
Came to a place very far,
Amongst the industries was my Sunrise
And breathing the chemicals was my Sunset.
New Friends, New Office, New Colleagues.
I, the Ambitious Me...
No time was wasted to get in touch with people
No competition that I was not part of
No functions ever then happened without me.
I, the Famous Me...
Up, Up I went with the wings on the back,
But never had that success ever affected me from within.
I was still fresh, happy and down to earth.
I, the Grounded Me...
Exceptions came my way from people,
To get transferred to a department from the start.
Went all way, to all people, number of times.
Also reached to a point when it seemed most easy,
But as said, expectations hurts, I cried more than my life.
I, the Emotional Me...
When Expectations from people goes thin,
I looked beyond, I looked within,
Targeted the Highest Goal,
Cared least about the wrong place I was in.
Nothing then mattered,
No people, No Job,
All alone mattered was ME.
My Development, my Goal,
My Family, My Brand New World.
I, the Modern Me.
Vrushani Thaker
Propaganda, major tool of the New World
Magazines, news stations, news papers, give us their course
Illusion of free speech
All come from the same source
Banking power elite PRINT currency paper
Trillions and trillions they loan
Pocket trillions in INTEREST for twiddling their thumbs
United States of America changed into United Slaves of America, I groan
Internal Revenue Service their collection agent
All money pays INTEREST on national debt to the banks
While the slaves keep working
Saving for retirement that is eaten by inflation, no thanks
Keep working slaves, this is a Brave New World
Maybe Trump can fix this mess
Follow Constitution, put Bankers in jail
We voters won't accept anything less
Surrounded by broken utopias I stand,
On a brave new world, in a brave new land.
Our Ford he was the man,
Who showed us the way we can:
Forget history, forget biology, forget morality,
Progress, progress, progress to our reality,
Produce, produce and consume,
Produce, produce, produce and resume!
Born to be satisfied with my lot in life,
Born to work and cause no strife,
Delta classed and not Alpha,
My caste pre-set by the Director.
I heard this strange word – conservation,
Something about environmental preservation.
Now why would we do that?
Everything I know is grown from the vat!
Recycling might be handy if it cuts costs
And increases profits without imposts,
But if we exhaust this world,
We move on in the universe uncurled.
Alone you say? I was formed in a batch,
Lots of little siblings helped me hatch.
I with them and them with me,
There is no need for friendship and family.
2017
Political correctness prevails
words dissemble & dissimulate,then
lose their meaning in semantic sounds.
Decadent hedonism,attired in faded
blue jeans,with fundamentalist fury
points its finger here,there everywhere
and for the past apologises yet…. fails,
Alice in Wonderland has
come to pass, but can never last.
It is said brave folks
who understand this new world
understand demons.
Donal Mahoney
He came from a world they call shower
And he never knew of its power
For even the sun
Sensed when he was done
For it changed a son into flower
Oh Brave New World
Eye wanted to loive forever new word loive
lOIVE this new word that eye just made up
loive describes me perfectly
A cross between living and love
loive is just what a new age robot should be
Eye am a figment of my own imagination
Living for a future chance at ewe
the love is true so true
A robot can not survive without a reason and a rhyme
the Indian in the book Brave New World was took
When he saw the future of the world
When he got a real good look
He went under bridge
And hanged him for it was time to die.
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