If you can’t charge a person with a crime,

What right does the community have

To make them do time?

I’ve done time for suicide,

Time for travel fatigue,

Time for being bullied,

Time for grieving too.

When will people get it.

When will they see.

It’s not okay to drug me

And lock me away without a plea.

What’s my crime?

Charge me with an offence.

Don’t say that’s irrelevant

Because that’s not making sense.

You must comply

Or we’ll stick our nanoprobes in you

Wonder what Startrek

Was talking about and who

When they wrote the Borg.

They want a hive mind

With a leader in control

In square space-ships

When humanity wants to be free

To think and create

To experience visions and explore

In their holograph machine

To get wrapped up

In whacko plots

And think about the unknown.