Empty2

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Nov 10, 2021 

Empty
streets.
Empty
stores.
Empty
everything.
All things
delivered.
No need
to go out.
Paid to
stay home.
Seduced.
Immersion.
Immersed
in the
virtual.
Absorbed
In the
machine.
Designed.
Utopia,
no reason
to leave.
Anything
possible.
Everything
available.
Controlled,
seduced.
Reality
left behind.
Left
to the
nefarious.
Back away.
Away
from the
machines
before it’s
too late.

 

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