Ode to Cyberpunk

From the depths of the abyss

A glaring pale kiss

The thrones of the rich

And bloody, broken fists

The walkways of iron

Amongst an unending void

A harsh, dank chasm

Emotions crushed, destroyed

Sea of neon

Technological fear

Seconds in an eon

Too faint to the ear

Rain, unsolicited

Droplets against steel

Cheers to corruption

Compelled to kneel

Apathy and alcohol

Avenues not to feel

Wounds, far too deep,

Ones no remedy could heal

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A glimpse into torment

A life unaware

Of electric violet torrents

Delving deeper in despair

Are the slaves of the kings

Crowned in vile shades

Where the sunlight sings

Wishing not to fade

Longing of spectacles and machinery galore

Of hatred and rage, corporations to abhor

Of agony and anguish, silenced and ignored

Of futile desires too dear to afford