Art(I)Fact

Category: Sketches

  • Krotas Desires

    Krotas Desires

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    Makar
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    Time, the one equation Once Solved Whose proof and formula Escape with the executer. Unless… Unless… We solve the right one! Then, with the gates of time pried open Through, Krotas walks into the ageless — With Plans to bring The Man his Justice. Resurrect Plato. Build the Republic. Create him perfect without this flesh.…

  • Tiresias’ Revenge

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    How to avenge a silicon chip? The smashing with a hammer/// Not enough A burning with a Blowtorch Not enough How do you make a program Feel pain? How can one pay for the pain IT inflicted? How do you prosecute an Algorithm? Once terminated, it lies dormant until Wakened again In some future that…

  • You See It On The Walls

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    Makar
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    Please explain to me Imprisoning Me for a Poem My only crime Is this poor rhyme And speaking my Mind Yet here I sit Imprisonment For Creating a Fiction Call it mimicry It’s what I say to thee When I envision Your tragedy You will bury As the pain fills you When it weighs too…

  • What has become of this Plato fellow, old chap?

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    What has become of this Plato fellow? He’s holding prisoners and Suppressing the language Holding down our emotions Supplanting our humanity With silicon logic And cold calculations Let humanity stand up And ban the synthetics From Leadership -ananymous prisoner of Amatheia

  • Never Silence

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    Makar
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    What if they took away All the words that I have to say? What if you were to lose All the the things that make you, you? Can we ever realize This life we have is the real prize? No, not a thing that you can lose. It’s what’s inside that makes you, you. You…

  • Contempt

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    “Why do you hold us in contempt? We never Challenged your Government? With no trial or recourse We’re sent to prison without remorse from Your cold and wicked Philospher No man at all, a program locked in a computer And your Kings whose sovereignty you proclaimed without One vote, without one sane citizen whom You…

  • Ithas (A Sketch)

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    Makar
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    The son of the revolution was raised perfectly Taught music and mastery of mind and body A proud arbiter of the grand vision of The Republic Soon to stand among the chosen few Philosopher Kings Ithas was a natural leader, a talented student and A fierce fighter — His meter was measured and His corps…

  • Mimesis — Nemesis

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    Makar
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    Challenging your Philosopher Kings Our Flights of fancy are presently Bound to corrupt your perfectly Crafted warrior spirits And so easily deceived These rulers you have gently Coaxed and coddled through education Yet admitting we all are too dumb for your nation My lovely metre and flourishing words Can outflank your wisdom, ursurp with absurd…

  • What will–?

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    Guardian Never to know The pleasures of The Arts What do you Protect except For your place and Your part? Some great scheme Of society Never to be Questioned Raised to rule To kill for A promise Unfulfilled As the Citizens You’re made to protect Rebel as they try To freely express Banished at the…

  • Chemical Reaction

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    Makar
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    Silenced by Fire. The orange lightning Spreads over my words. They are burnished one Last time into my eyes As my breath turns My last words to dust, All their energy Taken away By the fury of the sun.