Vicarious

What do you see in your visor?
The all knowing absorber
An enlightenment for free

Our minds afloat in suspension
And eyes coloured in information
A hundred burning screens

Us fragile shells await news of war
And the glowing signposts, we ignore
A recurring blood theme

Safe in bubbles before rain arrives
Steering the controls of our lives
A nuclear submarine

And you take off your visor
Trapped in this large hadron echo chamber
A vicarious dream

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