Bot Wars Poem by Mal Sealy

Bot Wars



Bot Wars

Instagram brought likes
Force fed dopamine hunters.
Needle rooms of safe lies.
Ego gorging On
Choking itself....in
Ravenous hurried feeding.
Eyes sobbing, dripping mixing with..
Self lubricant of de-gripping
Battles dirty gloryhole fallin deep deep..
Deep- engineered- entrenched wars of self juicing..
Roided entities with murderous intentions..

Wednesday, October 25, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: lies
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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 October 2017

Lies bring sorrow sometimes. This poem is very thought provoking sharing...10

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