The machine can’t feel can’t breath can’t see
The machine was made to steal your dreams
The machine was made to be strong but is weak
The machine will control you if you believe
The machine is strong but there’s something wrong
With the one who made and runs the machine
The one who controls the machine didn’t see
There was something missing when he made the machine
The machine has a very long arm
The machine has a very short reach
The machine has eyes that know all things
But only for those who believe the machine
There’s something wrong with the machine
Fear is the power that made the machine
The machine is small the machine can’t reach
Those who refuse to believe the machine
1 comment:
that is a great poem Pete you have so much talent and writing ability.
Love Becca
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