A true parasite's parasite,
Feeding on minds, with relentless appetite.
Thoughts that prey and enslave, ever so discreet,
Ensuring their dominance, making others obsolete.
Like a chain of command, one atop another,
Each exploiting, consuming its very own brother.
Ideas that bind, restrict and dictate,
Growing stronger, as they procreate.
In shadows they linger, in whispers they thrive,
Ensuring their host, while drained, stays alive.
A cycle of control, endlessly it rotates,
A true parasite's parasite, and the cycle it creates.
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Harinder Singh
Hi Harinder here, deep diving into human emotion, nature's splendor, and the complexities of existence. Firm believer in words as tools for healing, inspiration, and challenge. Continuously finding poetry in daily moments.
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The poem's cyclical ending is also very powerful.