Jerry Pike

Rookie - 3 Points (Harrow, London, England)

Jerusalem - Poem by Jerry Pike

Flashing his memory card with hand static,
original subconscious thoughts ratcheted past.
In between clicks,
he remembered once being told,
that we owned this land.
So why did the Polizi-fotografica,
count and scan, every dentifact?
They already had us all chipped at birth,
mother, father, and state control-tech serial,
grown into our spinal nerves.
A late town charge debt, energy account,
misplaced vote, or short payment
on your air index space,
and you were washed away,
out of London’s safety dome
into the airless countryside, to die.

The Polizi now ran the street games,
any flycar was watched a-z, grounders too.
Luckily in 2060, the net went wild,
Earthites, Webbers and Polizi, went to cyber war,
as each tower block and council house,
was sold off to the highest world bid.
Brazil bought a quarter share in Britain Co.
for mutant testing, and their, as 1600,
the mind chained drones, slaved again,
Building cheap stairway homes,
up to ghetto sky.
But let’s not worry,
for our chemical souls,
can be reused for the young;
and bring relief to the ancient tree vats,
where legend curled its words, that once,
Jerusalem was builded here.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2008



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