wrote it in March
"The Machine"
Clocks keep turning like cog wheels
Day and night are nothing but switches
The knobs and dials we tinker with all the day
Only chip our lives away
No one can live without their technology
Minds are slaves to clever creations
Devoting all they have to man-made innovation
Living for the machine!.
There was once a time when people dreamed
People wondered & wandered
Back when the veil was still there
The veil that once shielded us from time
The surrounding warmth has gone cold
Cold as the metal of the machine
We have digitized the veil away
Now becoming time's prey
But that machine will break one day
And so with all inside of me
I seek out sweet antiquity
And hope that I will never be
Part of the machine
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