Grip

Grip.
Tighter
and
tighter.
Boa constrictor,
slithering
wrapping.
Controlling.
Circling
the globe.
Tightening
its hold.
Trapped.
Nowhere
to go.
Orb.
Floating in
nothingness.
Cloud
surrounded.
Raining
control.
Levers
pulled.
Buttons
pushed.
Message
injected
into the
soul.
Molding,
bridling
hearts and
minds.
From on
high,
new gods
of the
cloud.
Narratives
delivered.
Programming
on going.
Ultimate
control!