
In these times where fact and fiction merge and no news is real news we ask ourselves, "War, what is it good for". An abstact structure of the true nature of good v evil, beauty is juxtaposed by the ugly and abstraction becomes reality.
As we are banished into digital obscurity,
Think back, to late on the security,
You once had.
A house, a home, a family,
Drinks with friends, a cup of tea,
Are gone.
Digital castration, total annihilation,
taken by a corporate, corruption
0f conscious thought.
as the worm turned, we earned,
Now digitized we burn,
What have we learned?



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