"Machine Madness"

Machines became a curse;

We lost the finesse to speak truth gently

to speak without being terse;

too far past the point to have forgone a false sense of security

for there to remain anything but numbing adversity.

In an age of an apocalyptic abyss

it does mankind no greater disservice

when we choose not to be seen

just heard.

Sadly we've lost the ability to nuance expressions of rage from hurt;

anyone of us could be the agent or victim of doom.

Yet still with all these machines

we're not saved from the ruination

that makes all vulnerable to the regime

that made the world advance  in the face of its destruction 

with no second chance.