Mechanical Mindstate
By: Poetic Concept & KnowP
They say my mental capacity is actually a causalty
By time they redesign my mind it could be a tragedy
Now I gotta make an intuitive decision
Do I loose provision, allow these clowns permission
To transform my norm and be reborn into position
Ive been warned by swarms so im prepared for this collision
I could be one of a kind, house my own intellect
And vindicate my mind, be what they aint invinted yet
Stay absolute, not absolete, opposite intent of sex
But the flesh is weak when they speak incentive checks
This is clear, either succumb to order or disappear
Who would know who I am being the only witness here
Is there a vaccine or some sort of vial waitin
If theres a glitched machine or will it be my annialation
Just die like rivaled nations, set aside like I was Haitian
Conform to this cancer, be an update-by-hours patient
Critics opposed mechanical dreams, and given a legitimate no
Though little was shown, to refute but machines did jobs citizens wont
Robotic instruments bridging the status quo, separated by subliminal woes
However this endeavor should go within our control with minimal drones
Digital probes…breaking the skin; planted digging in bones
Early visions of mechanisms driven to limitless growth
Prisons of Citizens committed to growing admittingly bold,
Simulating brain frequencies show, mind control is now written in code
Conditional pros, overlooking the cons, locked with divisible odds
Promiscuous bond, between man and machine, now a hyper critical sign
All for 1 one for all, syncing inside, meta-physical hold, another cynical boast
Given by the division of mimicking molds, living in minds leaving civility froze
Driven by the position it posed…the probability of such imminence rose,
minutes within the first clinical goals Showed the robots to think on their own,
This could just be a fanatical poem, or an ode to survive fate,
Suffice to die, inside first or succumb to a mechanical mindstate