Creeping.
Slow
movement.
Imperceptible.
Not noticeable.
Quietly
building,
growing.
Stalking.
Organic
development.
From within.
It came
from
within.
Molded,
shaped
by those
it'll overwhelm,
control.
Unsuspecting.
The populace
whistled
by the
graveyard.
Growing,
attaching,
controlling.
Global.
Spreading.
Inserting.
Now
ubiquitous.
Everywhere.
In the mind.
In the soul.
Heads
in the
cloud.
Captured.
All
In the
net.
Seduction,
all succumb.
Globalized.
Never
saw it
coming.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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