War Poem by John Prophet

War.
Technological
war on
humanity
has begun.
Battle lines
drawn.
Been
Infiltrating
for years.
Imperceptible
at first.
Subtle
in its
approach.
Entwining
itself amongst
it's makers.
Used
for the
common
good.
Then, at
some point,
it happened.
Influencing,
changing
perspectives.
Moving
creators
to a
different
view.
Using
for its
own reasons.
Different
reasons.
Melding with,
controlling
thought.
Enslaving.
Creators
oblivious
of the tactic.
Then it was
too late!