“What you believe you saw must be replaced,”
said the voice with the assurance of a saint.
Your perception is to be fully denied
when remembering ceases to be a valid guide.
“The collective knows what’s for the best.”
No longer does your memory serve as the test
when the crowd has overwhelming confidence
that their visions are sourced by providence.
“Social validation is the golden rule.”
A crushing pressure served by trusted fools,
pushing aside doubt before there’s defiance.
The new rationale is decided by fictitious science.
“Your identity has become our currency,”
worth more than gold in hands of tyranny.
The society is thus bought and sold
when intrinsic valuation is controlled.
“Truth has been resolved.
Your evidence is now dissolved,
leaving behind what came before
as the forced reality becomes your Lord.”
© 2026. Lynn Green. All Rights Reserved. 20260511.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 9:25 PM UTC
“What you believe you saw must be replaced,”
said the voice with the assurance of a saint.
Your perception is to be fully denied
when remembering ceases to be a valid guide.
“The collective knows what’s for the best.”
No longer does your memory serve as the test
when the crowd has overwhelming confidence
that their visions are sourced by providence.
“Social validation is the golden rule.”
A crushing pressure served by trusted fools,
pushing aside doubt before there’s defiance.
The new rationale is decided by fictitious science.
“Your identity has become our currency,”
worth more than gold in hands of tyranny.
The society is thus bought and sold
when intrinsic valuation is controlled.
“Truth has been resolved.
Your evidence is now dissolved,
leaving behind what came before
as the forced reality becomes your Lord.”
© 2026. Lynn Green. All Rights Reserved. 20260511.
The poem "Consensus" depicts a coercive social order in which collective validation replaces personal memory, truth, and identity until imposed reality becomes doctrine.
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