They walk and run, recess it’s over.
\nTheir mind is an abstract husk.
\nTheir babble is only rival with their ego.
\nThat’s the name of the game: Ego.<\/p>\n
They dress to play pretend.
\nYou can separate them only by flipping a coin.
\nTheir mouth is as big as thin their wallet.
\nAlways looking behind their backs when the battery goes down.<\/p>\n
Every day they go to their owners and masters.
\nLifeless fiends blinded by their screens.
\nThe void grins every time they press “Send”.
\nThe scythe awaits at the end of the tracks.<\/p>\n
Thousand of faces are drawn into the reflection.
\nEach one is a pit full of mucus and lust.
\nOne to another, they blend in with the machinery.
\nTheir life counted down by their megabytes cuota.<\/p>\n
Even the wolfs are prisoners of the lamb food.
\nThe renegades are ignored, they will succumb.
\nBig B. is salivating with anticipation.
\nPretty soon everyone will be an emoji.<\/p>\n
Not wind, cold, rain or heat can stop the cycle.
\nEven in death they message you for Christmas.
\nThey are relentless in their gluttony for the lust.
\nWorld war IV will not be fought with sticks and stones.<\/p>\n
It will be fought with angry emojis and mental death.
\nBrace yourself people of the future, your agony is us.
\nWhen they go off, they are replaced.
\nMore pixels, more the fun.<\/p>\n
You can’t turn them off
\nThe airplane mode is the new generation.
\n\u00bfWant to buy a ticket for this ride?
\nMind you: There’s not a reset button for this model.<\/p>\n
Originally written on december 29, 2017.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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