Mind botched.
A hodgepodge patched.
With put together pieces.
That fit or match.
At no one's benefit.
But puppeted to react,
With movement as if human.
A thought to think for them has long stopped.
To click click click.
Their minds are timed to have thoughts blocked.
To drop.
A thought to think for them has long stopped.
To click click click.
Their minds are timed to have them blocked.
With heads dropped.
Mind botched.
A hodgepodge patched.
With put together pieces.
That don't fit or match.
A thought to think for them has long stopped.
To click click click.
A thought to think for them has stopped.
To click.
A thought to think for them has long stopped.
To click click click.
Because they all are mind botched.
And...
Not too many have their own thoughts they've got.
And...
Not too many have their minds locked.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem