"Demigod"

"Sheeple.."are doomed.

 Insolent minds;
  welcome to the view.
 Sounds and colors climbing
  to your heart's delight.
 Pull down the blinds
  nobody's watchin' you.
 Marvelous assumption
  this rendering of sight.
 Information is a bane;
  communication, grief.
 Emaciated ecstasy
  is languishing in children.
 We just want to breathe again,
  oxygen's a thief.
 Is this our legacy
  chained in sheltered prisons?
 Soul starved refrains
  require new incision;
  dying while supplying
  cures for old infection.
 We cry for rain,
  then alter the decision,
 Mother Earth is dying
  to see her own reflection.
 Make no mistake;
  I too, love release.
  and I like to feed from my blank screen.
 Known to placate,
  anything for peace.
 But I'd rather tend the musings in between.
 Yet still we rise;
  attention to the masses.
 Paying; bowing lowly
  to the gods we hold so dear.
 News 'dues come slowly
  to the quivering classes.
 Sheep approach the slaughter,
  grinning ear to ear.

Author's Note

Reviews are requested, honesty preferred.
I revised this....just need to, I think.

Reviews

[K.C. Zbryk]

The rhyme scheme was very well used here, giving the poem a nice rythm, and the thought behind the poem is well used throught the entire piece. The closing on this poem is what makes it amazing to me, pointed words meant to snap open the eyes of those who are blinded.

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"Insolent minds;/welcome to the view."
That is an evocative inception.
"Information is a bane;/communication, grief."
I would have to say that society operates that way. There is a lot of insight on sociology in this poem.
Those, along with the last line, would be my favorite picks.
""Sheep approach the slaughter,/grinning ear to ear."
Just a wonderful closing. It ties the whole idea together. Lovely.

Deep. There is so much here. Yes, I agree ~ brilliant.