Planet X – The last days of Gomorrah
Fanatical cannibals,
with biomechanical mandibles;
Zion... overrun by tyrannical animals.
Profit over philosophical logic,
replacing prophets with narcotics,
chocolate and nonsensical gossip.
A nonculture of vultures,
infrastructure ruptures -
breaking out into ulcers.
A cataclysm to wisdom;
naturalism sold out to
visions of nuclear fission
The revolution WILL be computerized.
Hackers and trackers,
expose politicians and actors;
comatose hippies and slackers…
sit in war-room’ bedrooms,
ready to cripple digital factions.
Ports open, sores and e-wart corrosion...
soaking
into our mainframe; broken.
A virus in our system,
we talk, never listen;
we live in our prisons,
of thought without question.