It’s what we are

That seems to be what

They’re trying to change

And just cannot

Bear the thought

Of humans being

So deceived we are

To keep us from seeing

The idea in whole

That they are hell bent

On what we would call

Their plan to augment

Subtle at first

But then fast engineering

Coding the future

They think they’re steering

This rather vast ship

That we find ourselves on

Stuck in the grid

Like that film, you know, Tron

But something about us

It just doesn’t fit

Or what they require

Need us all split

Divided and fearful

And blind to their goal

To take human beings

And have full control

Over our lives and flesh

Our thoughts and dreams

The world that we knew

It’s not as it seems

~

And turns out never was

(c) K Wicks