Inundation

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Jun 12, 2019 

Information,
data flowing.
Flowing
through my
being.
Invisible hands
working my
mind,
Kneading 
like clay.
Shaping,
forming what
I think.
Formatting 
how
I think.
Information 
invasion,
out
to capture 
terrain,
territory.
Coursing 
the folds
of my
mind.
Capturing 
the ripples 
of my being.
Homogenization 
of thought
globally. 
Power of
information.
The power to
control,
brainwash.
Brainwash 
all who stare 
too long.
Too long
into the
abyss!

 

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