They Know

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Nov 15, 2026 

They know.
Powers
 that be.
Watching.
Learning.
Data
collection.
Years of
observation.
Mind
manipulation.
Psychology 
honed. 
What buttons
to push,
levers to
flip.
They know, 
which and
how many
are programmable.
How many 
will march.
From print
to zeros 
and ones. 
Mind
manipulation 
grows with
technology.
Oblivious 
to conditioning.
Unsuspecting
minds,
folded,
molded
into shape.
Views
hardened.
Following
the will
of the
programmers.
Power,
control.
Domination.

 

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