The news today Showing bare hands Soiled and brown. There are tanks, Hunkered down, On the boarders of their town. People are fighting flesh against the machine. Fired up by hope, And being driven, By their dreams, Going toe to toe, Against enforced control. And with the love for freedom and fun, Going up, Against the machines gun. Individuals within the collective. Once at home within the whole. Have elected to separate, To be reconnected. And Living up to their name Russia rushed in. Claiming, Theyre protecting their subjects Who wish not to disconnect, From them. And have sent for more men, To attend the problem, Readying them, To defend the ends. This has become a battle of international law, Meanwhile, machines roar. Awaking memories of wars before. Even the news readers jaw Almost touched the floor. I think I saw his grin Discarded by the bin. And even that wasnt smiling. Things looked grim. I breathed in, Closed my eyes And thought like a king. I let that feeling in. And then, Breathed out all doubt Knowing that whilst Im alive I have what I need. To survive. I want to thrive And strive forward toward a better life. Rich with, love, Joy and vibes. With that sense of oneness that leaves me and others feeling blessed, Renewed and at our best. Filled with life, With the hope of happiness. Then realising actually we are loosing control! Because we have already given away so much that, One day The machines may look like the only option or way. To save us from ourselves. Thus tightening the trap. I am in the, Belief that, With hope we cope. So I wont let the machine have my soul. I am not a Robot. I am an individual, Who is part of a whole. I love life and Togetherness is my goal.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 12:12:05 +0000
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