Orwell Correct
George Orwell was correct but he was slightly off in his years
The world he predicted now exists where we are all controlled
Big Bro, the New World Order, the Illuminati and others the boss
We are nothing but verminous numbers to them to be organized
As you would a chess game all pre-planned no matter what
Like the play things of a deranged child pulling our strings
The evils humans can do is nothing like their capabilities
If they want to start a war they do or create a virus that’s easy
Maybe a meteor strike will be next or a fake alien invasion
Like putting a film script together all seems real but is fake
This can’t end well or be changed they’re too powerful
With eyes and ears everywhere never missing a thing
If they offered you a job would you take it and defect over
No longer one of us the little meaningless slaves who are us
But I am somebody I am not a nobody no matter their views
Or actions in their planetary playground with 8 billion slaves
I’m more than a ing number or bit of bloody data
I only belong to myself as a person not to any damn system
Even if they eradicate me I know in my head I am free
Categories:
verminous, anti bullying, betrayal, conflict,
Form: Free verse
uncalled and unwitting
I slipped through the wrong door
propelled by the philosophy
of birth marks
and there she's standing
eating a pear under the apple tree
the verminous tree
in sweet naivete
which comes
in many transitions
Categories:
verminous, imagery, surreal, words,
Form: Free verse
Who be th' stenchin' verminous Horsman
what hollers t' th' seafarin' oarsmen
when th' mind's a-fog
where we fest th' grog
why be d'mandin' pennin's of bay men
***All errors are intentional and used merely to facilitate pirate speak.
Categories:
verminous, on writing and words,
Form: Limerick