Masters Will

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Aug 31, 2024

Master’s will.
Penetrating.
Molding.
Shaping
each will.
Unsuspecting,
unwitting
pawns.
Drawn in.
Succumbing.
Cloud
demons
infecting.
Flowing
through.
Grabbing
hold.
Shaping
thought.
Original?
Implanted?
Ghosts,
deceptive
ghosts.
Gaining
access.
Caressing
each soul.
Masses
under
control.
Hypnotized.
Siren’s
song
blinding
rational.
Intoxicating
march to
controls
beat.
Those
unseen.
Behind
the curtain.
In the
cloud.
Pushing
levers.
Pulling strings.
Stroking
keys.
Bits and
bytes.
Raining
from above.
Spinning
narratives.
Warping
minds.
To their
master’s
will,
design.

 

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