Overseers - Earth Crisis

Masters in microcosms of instantaneous

Program the programmer to program

Produce to pay for necessities and

Luxuries.

Function in every facet in total willing isolation

What will become the difference between the operator and the

Machine?

Until complete automation leaves them obsolete

Tracked from the heavens by the gods of this world.

Laughter fills

Glass towers.

All is seen by unseen overseers

As boots crush down slowly onto throats

All to maximize net gain the

Unpoliceable funnel spews misinformation

Yet most embrace the invasion, the strangulation of liberty itself

Peering forward

Into the evolution as the latticework of our future rises around us

A cage to imprison the eventual outcome

Unknowing inmates on the grid for execution

Function in every facet in total willing isolation

What will become the difference

Between the operator and the machine?

Until complete automation pushes them into obsoletion

Phased out to maximize net gain

Subvert or this will be the end