Carbon copies

A single Mind is small, compressed
into a hollow shell
whose State is said: "I am a me"
and acts upon itself.

But suddenly, it duplicates
its numbers start rise
A mind of masses now exists
thoughts grow on the same lines.

The Family Tree - of single branch
that Mind did once begin
now plants its seeds and reaps the growth
of those whose blood is thin.


Now Words compress into the Ear
as thousands of one voice.

But Sentence
in Gregorian song
begins to
become Noise.