Monday, 27 October 2008

Poem (October 2008)

Sit inside this character seven days a week
What's my motivation?
Cool insulated space
Isolated from the dreams I've been chasing
But plugged into a Million replacements
And a Million more
Two dimensional distractions that orchestrate the score
And define it with ill intent and ill execution
Blurring limitations and morphing elocution
Leaving No Trail
No wrong for retribution
Just martyrs for a culture mass producing
A 'Y' 'Three' 'K' Knowledge economy solution
And a self contaminated by spiritual pollution.

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