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Seven of nine

Seven of nine you are so fine
With your luscious lips and pouting boobs,
Ocular implant over the eye
And suit that says: she ain’t shy.
You were once the Borg
Nanoprobing and infiltrating
Forced into this work
From such a young age
If took an effort to get you
Out of this metal cube cage.
You made the universe assimilate
To what the Borg machine
Wanted life to be
An operated construction
Of invasive mind-reading
Coercive control
Fearing the dreaming
In your escape
To the land of zero-zero.
How to hide before
Someone gets to know
And destroys your place to go.
How to escape them
How to get away
Try to avoid them
And get detected anyway.
Numbers and charts
Statistics and chips
You don’t own yourself
When you are with the Borg
Your beautiful body is a free-rip.
Seven of nine you are so fine
You learnt to be human again.
You travel through space
With the human race
And have started to dream and bend.
Your captain thinks how
To stop the Borg
From destroying all humanity.
Puts a virus in their probe
And get them to down load
And ends their kind of psychiatry.

Seven of nine

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Seddon, Australia

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Artist's Description

Poetry for Ninja Slam at the Alchemist 1st Tues of every month.
April’s topic: Seven

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  • Nebsy
  • Initially NO
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