Hook him up to the machine.
Shock his brain into
mediocrity.
Death stalks him;
he is aware.
There is too much
flash in his eyes.
His brain needs a reboot;
he needs to forget,
like a goldfish, like
a monkey in the zoo.
Hook him up to the machine.
He is too sentimental;
salmon swim in his blood,
he has a paisley heart,
and a tie-dye soul.
He can smell colors.
Hook him up to the machine.
He has Van Gogh eyes,
and a Bukowski gut;
He walks like he's
lost in a maze,
hunchback sadness,
butcher-knife nerves.
Hook him up to the machine.
He believes in love,
and has too much trust.
His vivid green memory
is a curse, we need to
crash it, kill the
eternal spring.
Hook him up to
the machine.
Awesome but realistic too. The so called modern age with advanced gadgets is snatching the naturalness from human mind and turning human in a sort of robot. The damage to humane in human is alarming and time has come to reconsider our priorities before the whole thing going out of control. Thanks for putting forth this perspective.10 ++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very intense poem depicting the open and verdant mind not being accepted, wanting to turn it into a docile sheep-like dependency instead of a free thinking mind. Putting someone on a machine will turn them into someone who is not a threat to ignorance, therefore acceptable, compared to a person who is intelligent and not wanted because they will go against the ignorance being taught. Very enlightening and thought-provoking poem Thomas. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn