“Overfuture”

There will be no secrets

Nowhere to hide

The left and right being outwitted

And little brother inside

The drones and data crawlers delve

Dreams and nightmares being ourselves

Compiled evidences mount concern

While mankind’s bridges burn

Our cyborg image never shown

Our accessories scent allured us

Hums of technology a pleasant moan

We breathed deep the aroma’s service

Bandwidth culture firmly in place

Everyman has no face

Ethnicity of avatar and clan of choice

Everyman selects a voice

The blind face themselves feeling

Something’s missing out of sight

Reaching for the cognitive ceiling

Surrendering for wrong and right

To machines constant drumming

The overfuture’s coming

Where there’s nothing left to do

And no difference from me to you