![]() We are the MachineA Poem by Cerebriation![]() AP![]()
We are the machine
The scary war machine We snatch 'em up by their collar Bound 'em tighter if they scream They're bled of every dime and dollar Into the machine The scary war machine They go right in, soon as we find 'em Down the line, one at a time Into the war machine The big 'ol war machine Zip, Zip Dehumanized and paralyzed Strip 'em down, naked and bare We separate and organize By height, by weight, by eyes and hair Enumerate, desensitize Spoon fed their thoughts, beliefs, and cares Gated, watched by prying eyes In bed, at work, in open air We are the machine We are the machine Who's that at the helm, behind the operator's desk? Who put him there upright and square, with shiny emblems on his chest? What'd it take to get him there, behind controls in soldier's dress? What agony did he endure, to turn his gaze as blank as death? He's from the machine Out of the scary war machine They snatched him upward by his collar Did they bind him? Did he scream? Was he a worker or a scholar, 'Fore he was reamed Into the scary war machine Is it too late for convalescence? Can we save the captured ones? Make haste. It's time for convalescence. Now or never. Fight or run. Converge and gather. We're the many They are but few with no machine. They're far outnumbered. We are plenty. It's time we kill the big machine. Hold fast together. Don't get divided We are, we are, we are the machine © 2016 CerebriationAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 10, 2015 Last Updated on September 17, 2016 AuthorCerebriationAiken, SCAboutMy name is Justin. I'm an Instrument/Electrical Technician, IT Professional, singer, writer, artist, and whatever else you want to call me. I write what I feel and sometimes it feels me. My life ha.. more..Writing
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