we are trapped in a matrix of desire
the beast feels the need to feed
a tiger knows no renunciation
the eagle is unrepentant
the plainclothes angels who walk among us
mean to capture our attention divert our gaze
to give us a glimpse of some higher form
a glimmer of spiritual evolution
they wield blinding light that animals fear
they would probe us with god
we submit or we languish
but first we roar in anger and in terror
we do not understand what we are becoming
Poet13's Blog 
on a good day my response would be hopeful. today I fear we are becoming computers.
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An inhuman defense against the plight of humanity. Thanks for your comment.
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The world could use a few more of those plain clothes angels. Great work sir.
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Keep an eye out for them. Thank you.
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down side of being up
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Or vice versa. Thanks.
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