it kind of sounds like madness to the
ordinary man in the street
but then I got to thinking
who is he
its a feat
that might be really hard to find
for these days
what we see
are entities
created by
abnormality
control
minds, being twisted
by gadgetry abroad
unknowing of the psyche
the searing burning sword
that comes to take out innocence
that tears into the soul
that violates the luminary
that took the higher role
devices map existence
create miasmic sites
and terrible instability
a neurosis, that bites
creates so many phobias
frustrates those of us who
feel the persecution
the furore of the few
the phone call
with subliminal threats
that circumvent your brain
thats when the frantic side of life
becomes kind of a stain
on what was your reality
nonconforming seemingly
led you away from what was considered
base normality
you are owned
the backdoor opened
the tactical create
surveillance on a scale
and this came from
the state
yes you are in a turmoil
and passively you try
you are seen as somewhat complex
to the many passers by
the oracle has spoken
the mindfulness is there
the seriousness
the wordplay
the evil
the despair
evokes in you a yearning
for the quiet life
you once knew
before the generation
of machines
created you
its seems absurd
to recollect
how times have changed
and you
how you have changed
are more deranged
by what they are trying to do
inside yourself
the futility
the ineptitude thats there
what do you do thats
so different
why would they want to
scare
you
what is it all about
its a fatuous ideal
its a tyranny in point of fact
but of course the threat
is real
and of course we all
are vulnerable
whatever our crusade
the frighteners can be applied
on us they can be laid
no one is above the law
except them let us say
for what they do to
all of us
they don’t appear to pay
to have wise understanding
and reflect those times gone passed
to have reached some true
enlightenment
and received a simple blast
that recreates your image
that changes you but they
are unaware of how you’ve changed
which frustrates I have to say
the complexity of just living
in a world
that took control
machinery now rules
this world
they tinker with our soul
they programme us
and they search through
the dark cavities of our minds
they seem to need the where for all
to kind of pull our blinds
when we ourselves don’t realise
how that gets us down
the secrecy is out there
as is the masked up clown
his silence is our enemy
he delves into our mind
with the WIFI and the various bots
his systems so unwind
everything that we believed
was possible
and we
are truthfully taken apart
piece by piece
regrettably
and thus become lost souls
out on their street
their place, their town
manipulation is taking place
and in it all
we drown
gasping for that sweet air
grappling for a way
to save ourselves from
losing it
and being made to pay
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.