dystopia – Page 3 – Anton Martin Smith Writer

song/poem by Martin Anton Smith

Welcome to Goolagaticus

You are the “uncompliant”.

Let’s now raise our glasses high,

and paint you ultra-violent.

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Let me take you by the hand,

and show you our campfires.

Now take this black pill & lie down

and then you’ll sleep okay.

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Now I’m just an automaton,

an automated soldier.

Don’t do this, don’t do that,

these are my orders.

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Let me take you by the eyes,

I’ll show you new desires.

Now take this screen and sit down,

and then you’ll feel okay.

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We’re all brainwashed by his word,

this false god of our dreams.

‘Let there be light’ – he did say,

But then he made us blind men.

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Let me take you by the brain,

I’ll make you new memories.

Now take this key & swallow whole,

and then you’ll run okay.

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Don’t step left, don’t step right.

This – your so-called life.

Don’t look blank, don’t look bright.

This your day, this your night.

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My enemy, the false memory,

Then the memories became my enemies.

Knock Knock, let me in.

I’m not in, I’ve flown away.

There was a four-winged Beast that was too heavy to fly well.

An Intelligent being came from above & removed two of the wings.

The loss of two wings, made the beast lighter and nimbler.

And it flittered and rode the winds as does a dragonfly.

The Beast had many colors red white green yellow and blue.

And then the waters rained down upon it.

Some colors survived unchanged, some were lost and some were transformed.

The blue dot was uniform and strong, but now it is mottled paled and misshapen.

The dot now looks as if it is the earth being struck by an asteroid or a missile?

The bodies tail is a blue whoosh, the asteroid is pure white.

It strikes the centre of the earth.

There was a yes and a no, written on a shiny surface,

they were poles apart. and rotating around each other.

And when they revolved around each other,

the ‘Yes’ merged with the ‘No’ and became a blur.

And then the waters rained down upon it.

And the ‘No’ is now more emboldened, while the ‘Yes’ is faded.

And when they revolved around each other,

the ‘Yes’ became invisible and the ‘No’ and became clear.

So, the answer to the question is “No”.

But I ask of thee sincerely, what is the Question?

And then once again, the waters rained down.

But when I opened my eyes

I could not see the Beast anymore.

For there were no longer any winds to carry it.

Tag: dystopia

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