One that controls,
one is everything,
puppets and dolls,
do and bring.

The mind protects,
the mind absolute,
it knows, it detects,
every tip of the root.

One thought, in a legion,
one urge to fulfill,
hunger, an invading region,
eat, breed, kill.

Nothing in diplomacy,
nothing to share,
nothing is free,
no one would care.

Joy from subordination
a service for the greater,
the mind, the only dedication,
as a drone or a predator,

the mind is everything,
everything else is nutriation,
the hums of evolution sing,
for the newest generation.

Noone ever sad,
everyone obeys,
there is no evil or bad,
just as the hive mind says.

Be legion, be free,
of unwanted emotion,
purpose in every degree,
the hive in infinite motion.

No questions allowed,
just duty fulfilled,
the weak devoured,
or in battle killed.

A Sci-Fi creation,
the ultimate enemy,
or facist ideology interpretation,
even more disgusting as I things see.