Because the glowing morning
Flung my authority to the skies
I watch atoms become skyscrapers
One planetary city, this evolving
World government, organism
An aquarium where we merge
With technology, we are enchanted dancers
Fully monitored, in a frenzy of change
The modern soul does not love
It encapsulates, it downloads
A synthetic use of each person
Into its life, morals are now for puritans
Everything is the art to please
The new intelligence is corporate adaptation
Because the glowing morning
Bred my own desires for me
I became an automaton in a system
Programmed by invisible software
New-born with each generation of
Designer labels, consumeristic dogma
New levels of insidious social control.
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Wuji Seshat 