The Hum

The Hum

Through the muck and the mud,
Through the darkness we crawl.
Casting aside the doubts,
Of what evil doers do.

Through the changing of the seasons,
Through the haze we stammer.
Not knowing who or what,
We will become because of our actions.

The techno babble,
Screams in our ears.
Wiring us, jacking us, plugging us,
And srcrews us into the great motherboard.

Personal space and personal time,
Has become no personality.
Anti-Social attributes,
And waste driven greed.

Has given us no history,
Tear down the shades.
The shades that hide,
The neon glow of the nuclear family.

Shhh, quiet, can you hear it,
Hear the hum.
The machine sings to us,
Carresses are frontal lobe.

Shhh, quiet,
It's trying to tell us,
The next great thing,
That thing we just have to have.

Shhhhhhhh, quiet,
The machine tells us,
When to sleep, eat, talk, walk,
The machine tells us.

Hear the hum,
Hear the soft hum.
Caressing us,
The hum of the machine.