Inundation Poem by John Prophet
Inundation
Information,
data flowing.
Flowing
through my
being.
Invisible hands
working my
mind,
Kneading
like clay.
Shaping,
forming what
I think.
Formatting
how
I think.
Information
invasion,
out
to capture
terrain,
territory.
Coursing
the folds
of my
mind.
Capturing
the ripples
of my being.
Homogenization
of thought
globally.
Power of
information.
The power to
control,
brainwash.
Brainwash
all who stare
too long.
Too long
into the
abyss!
Congrats for taking up the theme and raising voice against the inundation of human mind and brain by the mountains of information growing exponentially and steadily due to advent of information technology and modern gadgets. A 10++ points. Pl read my poems Path Golden Middle and Like, Comment and Discard which too are on similar theme. Regards. Ratnakar Mandlik.
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5/9/2024 3:11:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Information invasion, out to capture terrain, territory......../// yeah; right you are
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