Matrix Of Illusory Poem by Mason Maestro

Matrix Of Illusory



We are living in the, in the dark ages
Haven't seen some daylight in what seems ages
All the information is locked far beyond
Locked in circuits and bathed in silicon
And we're fast asleep with our dreams seething in
And though all is still we are still breathing
But it's him in the dark, he makes me null and void
But it's him in the dark
I think I’m paranoid
A world of half-truths, what goes
Locked in my mental prison I never chose
And the dark is cold with hands freezing
This inner keep seems strangely pleasing
While the masters receive facelifts
We button-pushers work decades-long shifts
And free men are free to subjugate under nine to five
Must be self-extinction that keeps us alive
We are living in the, in the dark ages
Haven't seen some daylight in what seems ages
All the information is locked far beyond
Locked in circuits and bathed in season
The Age of Enlightenment, the Age of Reason
It’s some big brother in the dark, he makes me sense it all
Big brother in the dark
I think it’s only a cell wall
In a matrix of illusory, where to flee
Imprisoned in mind until we find the key

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