Pinocchio

When you wish upon a star
You relinquish who you are
Praying to a higher power
Making your ambitions cower

Serotonin waning
Electronic sparks prevailing
Counting electric sheep
Until that deep deep sleep

Virtually indistinguishable
From a crowd of data
Seemingly indestructible
Until your warranty expires

Implanted political leanings
Are providing new meanings


Did I not warn you?
Did I not tell you to look out?

The sign of the beast
This is the least you can do

But cower you will
A towering steeple will command your attention
It will demand your obedience
For the promise of eternity