Forgotten Ground Regained
cyber-life, solar-tech
jacked in, mind pulsatinga current flows through electrical rootsfrom calloused fingers worn on material keyboards and wired mouses to the fused mainframes of the transnational elite who carefully constructed this lush slum to saliently satiate the radicalized rabble stomping on their concrete thrones threatening to tear down their gilded cellsand refashion these open prisons into pure pastures
invisible hands had tainted that visionlulling us and luring us from our pathwith tricks of lightand flights of fancy
now that may have worked, for a whilebut we have not given upand we will never give up
the battleground may have changedbut the fight is still the same
invisible hands had tainted that visionlulling us and luring us from our pathwith tricks of lightand flights of fancy
now that may have worked, for a whilebut we have not given upand we will never give up
the battleground may have changedbut the fight is still the same
Copyright © J.D. Harlock, 2022
Originally published in Star*Line 45, Issue 4
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