I cannot remember how long
Ago my whole life changed about.
I woke and knew something was wrong.
It took time to figure it out.
I am by myself in a cell.
I can eat, sleep and watch T.V.
I always feel healthy and well,
But know that I'll never be free.
The cord is plugged into the wall.
It cannot be pulled out or cut.
I'm used to it now, all and all,
Implanted in me through my gut.

We humans now are 'food' for thought
For machines, believe it or not.

Ima Ryma

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