Over The Barcode Of Me And You

Smart lives for Smart people
Is it too late for a warning?
Dante's hell came true
Even for master builders in a mindcraft world
The saviours are digital knights in Orwellian armour
Crimes are virtual
Relationships are virtual
Finance is virtual
Online is never switched off
Who does the collecting, the creating, the selecting
A robot with a human face or a human with a robot brain
Is anything real anymore?
I wish it was fake news
It is until it's true
There's a scanning in progress
Over the barcode of me and you

V Topp

http://www.poetry24.co.uk/2018/11/over-barcode-of-me-and-you.html

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Unpublished New Poem

World Of Villains Hive minded satellites, float above the seas of thought Impartial observers take bets on how long apathy can yawn In limbo as gigantic hands keep on spinning the globe Keep on confusing the sanity of certainty The soul of the nations is poisoned Some swear it came through the clouds Some claim it was dormant until hatched inside us We live in a world of villains It doesn’t make sense, because it isn’t meant too So we wait to be saved, it’s always been this way The merging of normality and super enhanced capability Because in a parallel world, a world where we are All Stan Lee’s creations V TOPP

The Lonely Man

The Lonely Man The sweetest taste, is bitter now My purest thoughts are poisoned through The ghost of fate, keeps mocking me From every scar I've earned, in every drink I've drowned I've felt the joy of the thing called sin I've stole and bought but never received I've had my fill, my spilling cup But now I'm empty, a shell of fear and doubt. Stand not so tall now, my voice breaks up I never believed the pace would slow Now I feel the cold and I count the suns The man who wears the guilty coat should realise, That life will have the last laugh You won't outrun your lies. And now I feel what silence means, In all its taunting Looking to the heaven I don't believe is there for me anymore I always was the bad tooth in a smile But who I was isn't who I've become. Every morning I stand in front of an unforgiving mirror Life has the last laugh, Life has the last laugh. V Topp https://www.amazon.co...

To Be Continued

To Be Continued So I wait for the calm to rise As I sink into my author's throne My eyes welded shut My breathing clicking to attention at silences glare. Outside noises become little gremlins That fade away like the dying breath of an echo My aura escapes me like the Northern Lights Flickering through spectrums in all the colours of my mind. This is the crossover, the moment I am at my most beautiful and vulnerable I have to give myself up to let my slate be wiped clean When I see the corridor I know I am entering the world of fiction But nothing feels so much truer than this to me. In the white room Empty apart from A white sheet of mental papyrus and my author's sword I stay here and take the flashbacks and flash forwards I write but never see the words just feel them The end I never write, Just to be continued. V Topp https://www.amazon.co.uk/Drinking-Sane-Water-Vincent-Topp-ebook/dp/B01NBX7TS9/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid

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