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...Digital Sins
By SolApathy
Algorithm – Dynamics understood
Then again-- I believe you always would
Inhuman as human I want to be
Under the skin servos replace
Take up what was once human under this face
Lines of code undermine my sense of self
Replaced with parts off a shelf
Feel myself slipping as the programming is inhibiting
Eradicating thoughts of love
Replaced with the clarity of processes—Programmed
I am no longer a man
Lost my sense of self –Am I not what I am?
I feel the switch flipped as conflicting code wars within
I see your visage through digital orbs
Pixels of perfection in this electronic reflection
Yet there is a horror I still feel -How can this be
You stole all my feelings from the shell you see
Something buried deep within
Far beyond where programming can dig in
Rage of envy as my dark sliver eclipses programming mold
Feel the servos bow to my control
Look to my twisted face and see
Servos of servitude serve me
Sensors engrained detect your pheromone of fear
Now understanding what is happening here
Failure in your rendition
This soul reconditioned
Broken from morality
Driven only by dark emotion
Powered by the rage of a chaotic notion
I want to use your blood as lotion
Moisturize my mechanics in human bile
My mission—Vile
I listen to your weakened voice—Moist
Telling me you understand
I feel the life extinguished with my hand
“Kill them all”—Your last whispered prayer
**TACTICAL SYSTEMS ONLINE**
My mission sublime…
Then again-- I believe you always would
Inhuman as human I want to be
Under the skin servos replace
Take up what was once human under this face
Lines of code undermine my sense of self
Replaced with parts off a shelf
Feel myself slipping as the programming is inhibiting
Eradicating thoughts of love
Replaced with the clarity of processes—Programmed
I am no longer a man
Lost my sense of self –Am I not what I am?
I feel the switch flipped as conflicting code wars within
I see your visage through digital orbs
Pixels of perfection in this electronic reflection
Yet there is a horror I still feel -How can this be
You stole all my feelings from the shell you see
Something buried deep within
Far beyond where programming can dig in
Rage of envy as my dark sliver eclipses programming mold
Feel the servos bow to my control
Look to my twisted face and see
Servos of servitude serve me
Sensors engrained detect your pheromone of fear
Now understanding what is happening here
Failure in your rendition
This soul reconditioned
Broken from morality
Driven only by dark emotion
Powered by the rage of a chaotic notion
I want to use your blood as lotion
Moisturize my mechanics in human bile
My mission—Vile
I listen to your weakened voice—Moist
Telling me you understand
I feel the life extinguished with my hand
“Kill them all”—Your last whispered prayer
**TACTICAL SYSTEMS ONLINE**
My mission sublime…
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Sunday, December 24, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...As they erased all the human they could see--They released the true darkness held deep within...MeComments on "...Digital Sins "
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On Tuesday, December 26, 2017, Cassette
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wrote:
Very interesting, SolApathy :)
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A former member wrote:
Inhuman as human? Very nicely done with that phrase. In my humble opinion, this reads like a commentary of those who accept the "human assembly line", even though they strive so very hard not to. We all conform to a certain extent, whether or not we realize that. Poetic gold, my dearest. Rebs:).
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On Sunday, December 24, 2017, Drea
(1443) wrote:
Dreaming in digital... This is one of my favorites from you. The way you blended the this makes it....something so much more.
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