Figuring Out


Reading lyrics and listening
To music takes me
To dusty roads,
Not just dragons and fairies.
Alternative rock music,
Alice in Chains.
I read the lyrics, it is a piece
Of my heart.
The music strikes a chord in me.
Outright bold assertions
Almost like facing
Truth and consequences.
Some weakness of mine
Also becomes dust
And blows away.
“We chase misprinted lies”
Says the band.
I think of indoctrinated mind,
Pink Floyd says,
No thoughts control,
I think of George Orwell and 1984.
Surely, Big Brother is Watching us.
AI is a new watchdog,
I think of ethical journalism.
This poem is loading
As I figure out
Each line to write,
But I am a human.