It once made you powerful,
Now it only makes you feel that way.
Deficient in daylight,
In bunkers sealed airtight,
Strength drained as you cower;
A precious guard around your own weak heel.
Observers, silent, underground,
Huddle around glowing transcripts;
As, with one foot severed,
A new enemy prowls.
Knowledge unshared,
Is power impaired;
Friends become foes,
And adversaries real gorge on your frenzy.
In a parallel world,
Adapted to your thought blockade,
People just get on with it;
And walk in plain sight, unafraid.