The Passenger - one of my better poems.

 

The Passenger

 

I am the passenger,

 

travelling the cyber lanes.

I am the miff,

the biff, the poster

of personal creation,

creator of sensation,

I am the passenger.

 

I feel the breeze

of megabytes and disease,

cruising the net,

faster than a jet,

flying the miles,

in awkward styles.

I am the passenger.

 

I am free to say

and think how I please,

to bring governments

to their knees,

be hackneyed and old,

and presumptuously bold.

I am the passenger.

 

I feed the boards

and talk to the hoards.

I don't pray,

just write and say

what I feel is mine,

like mouldy old wine.

I am the passenger.

 

I have the power

to kill and save,

and dig the grave

of my absolution,

stamp out pollution

the final solution,

I am the passenger,

I ride.

 

My message streaks boundaries,

fuels foundries,

lights the fires

and people’s desires

create conflict

and intellect,

artistic expression

and makes impressions.

I am the passenger.

 

And one sad day,

when I leave the fray,

my connection broken

and words unspoken,

the worldly patience

exhausted in nations,

as the passenger

detrains at God's station.

I was the passenger.

And I loved it.