Treasure Island

Alfred Barna

Lab Rat

I have become a lab rat in a maze
The latest fad and the latest craze
Tracking me from the beginning to the end
Every step I take and around every bend
Based upon principles I cannot see
A hint or two are set before me
A titillating show of smile, a veil of breast
Leads me to where I go and where I rest
All the while I have not moved a single inch
I dare not take the test, and give a pinch
For what is real and what is virtualized
Has become a game, a hell ritualized
I am nothing but streams of data
As my life line becomes slowly flatter
As I vomit and grand mal in what was real
I an unable to grasp and gasp at what I feel
For I am told the New World has come
But I am a drooling fool truly dumb
What God once gave me, I have rejected
So Satan programs around me are erected
No matter how hard I yell, no matter how loud
All are vaporized into a singular Cloud
An eye that sees all, and cannot cry
I am appalled, yet I cannot die
Until some turns off the switch I am cyberspace
I have no worry and I have no place
Nothing matters……nothing, you can erase

Submitted: Thursday, February 07, 2013

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