Sunday 17 November 2013

The collective



I got as close as I could get,
Staying just outside their reach,
But I could feel their power
Money sucking like a bloody leach.
Resistance is not futile.
I will not obey.
I want to be an individual.
There must be another way
To stand against the collective.
Blurred edges to avoid.
What will happen do you think,
If I shout the word, Android?



4 comments:

  1. Funny desperation--a poem that is a great outlet for rebellion.

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    1. I think the older I get the more the rebel in me grows. Thanks for your comments.

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  2. ah we all find our own rebellion to fight back...def dont want to lose our humanity...and join the crowd of androids...

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    1. Now I just have to figure out how to make my tin cans make international calls, fetch my emails and take photos!

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