Angelle McDougall

iGod

I am your Prophet; you are my profit
Keep focus on me even while you walk
You purchased me, but you are the product

Bow your head as you stand at the pulpit
praying to me with your hands interlocked
I am your Prophet; you are my profit

Next to your heart and deep in your pocket
I hear and record each word when you talk
You purchased me, but you are the product

Access to cash and anything secret
I cache in my brain until I’m unlocked
I am your Prophet; you are my profit

In trust your passwords and contacts submit
Give access to all permissions unblocked
You purchased me, but you are the product

How much I need you is hard to admit
Think I’m your friend? Well, you’re in for a shock
You are my profit; I am your Prophet
Although you bought me, you are the product

Angelle McDougall is neurodivergent and a dedicated world traveler, retired college instructor, mother of adult sons, graduate of The Writers Studio at SFU, and loom-knitter. Angelle lives in Edmonton, Alberta and writes poetry, fiction, and creative non-fiction. She also enjoys chronicling the fantastic adventures shared with her author husband.