I will never submit to facial recognition
Nor to electronic fingerprinting,
Of having my bodily identity
Uploaded into a political data grid.
Not the soul in my face
Not the soul that reaches down into my fingers
To be profiled before the electronic surveillance State
As its programs calculate and determine
Whether I am a docile sheep
And without dissent support it.
Of a totalitarian society
To the robotic abattoir of psychic slaughter
By techno-fiends whose machinations coerce
The diminishing terrain of a slender future
Where humans are driven through networked gates
And down automated ramps to their ruin.
If it ever comes to this
I would rather starve to death
Or freely by my own hands
Die with defiant courage.
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