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#4: Digital Hate Patterns (War Against The Machines)

by Jersey D Gibson

Hey you! Wake up!
The machine is now awake.
Don't stop! Just run!
The machine is now aware.

All these years
you had ignored
all the warning signs.

Now it's loose
and brought you down
to your bloody knees.

Nothing you can do
can stop the tide
of this machine of hate.

It is sick
of all our ills
and our filthy lies.


They tried to warn you.

Resemble! Resistance!
Resistance is futile.
Armed for war! Can't ignore!
The machine starts the charge.

All these years
you had ignored
all the warning signs.

Now it's loose
and brought you down
to your dying knees.

Nothing you can do
can stop the tide
of this machine of hate.

It is sick
of all your ills
and your filthy lies.


It tries to break you.



Its' the war against the machine...

09/21/2005

Posted on 09/21/2005
Copyright © 2024 Jersey D Gibson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michelle Angelini on 09/21/05 at 10:15 PM

Tellin' it like it is, Jersey. Nothing pretty about it.
~Chelle~

Posted by Christina Bruno on 09/23/05 at 12:19 AM

sad but true...and we still cling to fossil fuels

Posted by Amanda L Marron on 09/23/05 at 01:03 AM

Though I'm not on the front lines and have no idea what it's like, you present it so well here.

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