Digital Haze 🎵

A cyberpunk odyssey of Cold War lies and modern surveillance:

Digital Haze 🎶

In Cold War’s shade, their dossiers burned red,
For Jane, the scribe, and Paul, who dreamed, their names with lies were bled.
Wiretaps stole their whispered dreams, in rooms where shadows creep,
With scarlet vials, they drugged their minds, their souls in chains to keep.

From typewriters to data seas, managed, cold reality,
A haze of lies, unseen binds, caged in totality.

Digital haze, from whispers to the screen,
A billion eyes track far and wide, in a world no longer seen.
Hypnotized, gaslit, blind, they wander through the dream,
Fading in the code, souls drift in the stream.

Now servers hum in neon lairs, their code a crimson veil,
With voices trapped in digital cells, where truth and freedom fail.
They scroll through screens with hollow eyes, enthralled by tailored lies,
Their thoughts dissolve in sterile dreams, beneath watchful skies.

From sighs to algorithms, a web entwines their soul,
A haze of fear, their will to steer, consigned to play a role.

Digital haze, from whispers to the screen,
A billion eyes track far and wide, in a world no longer seen.
Hypnotized, gaslit, blind, they wander through the dream,
Fading in the code, souls drift in the stream.

In collective glaze, they lose their names, a trance of fear and lies,
Their minds reshaped by coded doubts, where truth in silence dies.
In Big Brother’s grip, with wicked code, nudged, goaded, primed,
Strangers to themselves, they roam, adrift, hearts unaligned.

Digital haze, from whispers to the screen,
A billion eyes track far and wide, in a world no longer seen.
Hypnotized, gaslit, blind, they wander through the dream,
Fading in the code, souls drift in the stream.

She sees the haze, its weight remains, her spirit faint and torn,
In sterile lies, derangement reigns, in truth life is reborn.

©RowanMorgan
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