asphalt exhumed the fumes
consumed the precious oxygen
asphyxia dictated new emissions
lacking strength and lusting capital
making cents to feed the labor
sprouting progress in decay
finite but still tangible
strong but still a mock
weak yet all so easy
feeding war into the crops
UNIPAC:
all headlines
west has distaste with the east
call the captain anvil faced
his mistakes and soon disgrace
blungedoned after darkness
someone knew a little too much
send the evidence to headquaters
as the larynx screams its last
and live disguise into the microphone
"im just someone's sender
this message is not my choice
i have fingers in monuments
and i will eat you all
dont mess with me i make the rules
enslave the weak and eat them all"
it will all come back tenfold
these things always come back tenfold
you've seen the highest place and failed
mark my words i will retort
but the action will preceed
the spark that lights the fire
and this unjustice shall be ceased
tomorrow will be soon
help anonymous
im waiting
building walls from intuitions
save their parchment
im on empty
making sounds of such lush laughter
choking murder in the night
not a chance to reconcile
oh dear lord we lost the fight
Once again! Propaganda panda has that feeling, that is open, shouting for people to look at, to read and feel and understand, saying HEY! READ ME THIS IS WHAT I THINK ABOUT IT ALL!!
((Plus the lush sense of humor adds a bit without any mockery.))
--Nicole