The Silent Call (Version 2024)

Grand structures scrape the cosmos

And shadows dance with deceit

My presence is known yet obscured

Amidst the babel of voices

As concrete tendrils unfold

My oppression grows and grows

On your fragile, naïve soul

I am the eidolon

Master of all

I am the silent call

Of the common mind

Your senses dulled by the

Changing colors, glowing screens

Mind aside as you grind

A false, soulless existence

A foul, perplexing haze

Is that what you call human?

Infiltrating from the sky

Escaping from nothing to find all

A paradox of

Recognition and concealment calls

Calls your name