War of the Worlds

[mnaz]

Defend yourself; they will come,
the Huns, guns and microphones.
Over the walls, through your circuits.
Defend yourself; they will try to subdue.
Shape shift saviors to fit riddle rhyme crime.
Churchills multiply like flies on jumpy screens.
Go down swinging at jumpy shadows on a wall.
Defend yourself; they will come on like visions,
out of boxes, through your bloody eyelid walls.
They will come at you like a vengeful God,
kicking and screaming at your rapture.
Defend yourself; they will come.

[mtmynd]

the body of yr piece resembles the point of a knife, while the words seem to follow suite. but you know that.

"Shape shift saviors to fit riddle rhyme crime."

That was one of several cool lines, mnaz. Fun read, actually.[/i]

[saw]

did you mean to call this War of the Words ?.....'cause the control
of the media will indeed have an impact on the way we behave in the coming crises....maybe will have to skirt technology...go back to the town meeting...the neighborhood caucus.....porch talk.....

[mnaz]

Wow... just read this again. a kind of Paranoia flows thru...

Sometimes I wonder, if I could meet human paranoia face to face, would it make a difference? The collective human mind seems almost too far stressed and gone at times...

[hester_prynne]

"kicking and screaming at your rapture..."
Whoa.
Indeed they are here.....
Great piece Mnaz...

H

[mnaz]

Thanks Hest...

Yeah, these pomes 'been kickin' around a while... a kind of fire-breathing, cynical approach. I think I'm close to the end of it. Its poetic scope is limited, and it's a drain. I'll have to find other ways of saying what I need to say, or maybe it's time to just listen for awhile... 'tho I liked the 'huns, guns and microphones'...