Grip

Grip.

Tighter 

and 

tighter.

Boa constrictor,

slithering 

wrapping.

Controlling.

Circling

the globe.

Tightening 

its hold.

Trapped.

Nowhere 

to go.

Orb.

Floating in

nothingness.

Cloud

surrounded.

Raining

control.

Levers 

pulled.

Buttons

pushed.

Message

injected 

into the

soul.

Molding,

bridling 

hearts and

minds.

From on

high,

new gods

of the

cloud.

Narratives

delivered.

Programming 

on going.

Ultimate 

control!