I wonder if the truth I speak
is same as yours, any longer?
For we no more have one world
in which to live or believe in.
The fabric constantly changing to an intelligence,
neither human nor humane!
And, knowledge but a byte of poison,
dividing the world into read and read-not’s?
Painting my sky, red
whilst yours, violet!
Just like the truth we speak
that comes from our own horizons.