#experiments
There are a lot of confusing energy waves,
Circling, around everyone, on planet earth today.
It does not matter how old you are, always a new fear,
A chance of a war, somewhere, someway,
Why did they all world dictators agree, for the internet, connected,
Far to near? It was all hush hush, until it was all set up, before,
Any of us, were allowed to see, was the breaking point, for the,
Leaders of the world, when they realized, all the cash, tax’s, and monthly fees.? For decades, rumors, saying the third world war, will be a different kind,
A warning in the last book of the New Testament, look, read, is it time?
With the internet, and AI, attacking all human minds. Who can you trust,
When the leaders, of a country, would give their enemy’s, the power,
To shut down, your infrastructure, at any time? The citizens are experiments,
Leaders also collect, more money, from dealing, liquor, marijuana, and lottery,
Also when you gamble, betting on the line. Along with the taxes, you paid,
On the money, when you worked hard, long times. The human, brain & mind,
Control your breathing and heart beat, that keep you alive everyday,
If you are going to let, the internet, and AI, keep frying, melting,
Your mind & brain, maybe, it’s time to get on your knees, and pray.
THE END
The original Tom Maxwell / poems © 10/26/2025 AD
Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 4:55 AM UTC
Write and
Write and
Write and
Write.
With your pencil
Be the knight.
Jan 17, 2021
Jan 17, 2021 at 11:04 PM UTC
you are a lab rat,
dancing in their labs,
through you they *** to conclusions.
You turn them from ***** to holy,
Every morning they turn saint.
It's sad how you have turned a naked god,
Cleaning possessed men.
Immoral lab experiments
Men are tresh.
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 4:48 AM UTC
For your benefit.
Another rat inside a cage;
An experiment gone wrong.
So set me free, or **** your slave,
Or please just let me go.
I have my rage locked in a cage,
It’s ready to explode.
My teeth are razors and my claws are sharp,
My blood is running cold.
It’s scary here, they smell your fear,
They like to cause you pain.
It’s all so dark, I cry, I hurt;
Things will always be this way.
Entrapped by them to do as they wish.
My needs are ignored; I am unable to think,
Or do anything you take for granted.
Here they come again, time for another scraping.
Another patch where they took my skin.
Just chopped it off; did they think about me?
When they cut us up and then wait for us to die.
Give us exercise in a maze, then pour acid in our eyes.
Oh that smells nice. It’s a new perfume.
I’m choking, I’m blind; what the Hell are you doing?
Experimenting? I’m just a little mouse.
They chopped off my tail to make me less immense.
I’m too fat for them, so they starve me in my cage.
There are hundreds of us here; we know we won’t be saved.
We’re just to be used to help the human race.
So goodbye to life and happiness; come burn me once again.
(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 9:42 AM UTC
Faint flint like floating
Locked with chains, swept up rust cages
Iron locks secured
Damage ones reveal, flopped
experiments, putrefy
©sim
Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 2:06 AM UTC
Whoa! I lost it!
Did you see where it went?
Is it on the table, maybe in the tent?
It's not like it's RNA
Or simple stomach acid
It's not easily subdued, by using an antacid
Dropping cells everyday
In every way and place
Depositing myself, in the human race
Fear not that you may be collected
And your DNA then filed
Used for experiments, unsanctioned and so vile
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 8:34 AM UTC
Haiku Poetry is a very short poem with poetic images that can transcend the limitation imposed by the usual language and thinking. What if we took that imagery into the realm of human nature? While attempting to do this I tried to stay within the bounds of contemplative poetry that indicates a moment, sensation, impression or drama of a specific moment in nature. However, I broadened this framework to at times include moral, historical, scientific, legal, social, etc., issues as well. I believe, by doing this, we are introduced to a unique and creative imagery that paints a mental picture where you the reader can find much deeper meanings to personally relate.
**Cute little test mouse
caged for scientists to share
waits death, for health care**
Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
sometimes I think
there might not be a tomorrow
so my time can't be wasted in any established institution.
whoops, there I go, wasting.
whoops, there goes the future.
band together,weird brothers.
a half assed attempt from one of us equates to a hundred ten percent from one of the others.
but what difference would it make?
there's like, a hundred million of them &
only one of me.
we're already snuffed out by the numbers.
so we throw ourselves off track; it's some what hypocritical - but hey -
at least we're following our hearts
or whatever *****
we think is the most vital.
simple existence is the biggest shame.
for the love of god.
you'll rot if you stay for the spindle,
drilling yer spiel & teething on the tiers, stagnating in the famous cesspools of shalott.
settle in, ferment to liquidity.
Imma just watch yall
waiting for the day
your stocking feet curl up &
die beneath the mortgage,
leaving the zirconia slippers
of a dream seeing red.
be clean
be neat
be nice
be right
be alive
& smile
but not too much.
that's the tell to tell em
something's up,
the specimen are not disrupted
or adapting to challenge
of being ******
with these conditions.
they appear to be happy.
too happy.
something's missing.
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
Slow minds,
And
Hungry times.
Fire ignites a
Luscious green
kind of
magic.
Euphoria inhaled,
And
Stoners prevails
For we have
The upper hand
Held to our mouths
With the other
Not too far.
Lighter in hand
You are the
Magic man
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC