We’re two years in

To the twilight zone

It’s getting quite tense

And close to the bone

So many unsure

Of just what to do

While inch by inch

They tighten the screw

Creating their stage

Where all does seem lost

Ignoring the logic

No care for the cost

Throwing the souls

Off the ship out to sea

The darkest of waters

Where none shall be free

But a beacon of hope

When not all stepped aboard

They followed and waited

Becoming a horde

A thorn in the side

Of this dastardly plan

To change what we are

And see if they can

Hook us all up

To their digital world

Where we are all connected

And will be controlled

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We’re halfway there already

(c) K Wicks