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.