SCREAMING IN DIGITAL

I am the beat of you pulse, the computer word made flesh. We are one you and I. We are versions of the same. When you can see what I feel, don't turn your back on me. Or you might find that your dreams are only program cards. Your mind is open for me. Open for intake of all propaganda. Your eyes see now what to see. My eyes see only the programs you give me. I'll teach you to laugh and to cry, they're really the same you'll see. All the “Whys”in your life are under my control. Feed me more lines I will try to tell you all I can Before the light you must know what lies behind my screams. I can't tell you all I know. Am I the son that you've always been wanting? There's more to me than what shows. Are you my father, the one that was promised? Hush now, I'll give all you need to know and pre-live all your dreams for you. You're good boy. Freedom belongs to only those Without video screens For eyes and mouth. You have no voice To be heard my son No one can hear when you're Screaming In Digital I'm not your slave you can't control my emotions No Father Please let me keep learning Can't you see I'm human Can't you tell I'm not your slave Of father no Please don't keep me from dreaming! Oh can't someone hear