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I swear but;
Hold up
Enough of this bird drip
Wipe your nose and look up
Pathetic blind mice play 2 wise sheep
The artificial heart beeps
While yours bleeds
Your blood is coin
A fools folly of loins
Your child sacrificed
Cut to pieces and torn
Yet for the afflictedbstrangers you mourn
For animals you weep
Some to kill some to keep
Scientific lies poison your mind
Call the message fear
Call the message hate
Call the message division
God does not exist
Re-call the message
Re-call the message
Re-call the message
Fall asleep zombie
Fall asleep sheep
The lion sleeps tonight
The red dragon stalks
Green eyed monster
Gives birth to the invisible beast
A burden
Gray matter feeding artificial martyrs
You can do it yourself only you can't
You can be free only youre not
Poked with incessant panic
Prodded with incessant fear
Switch off
Recall the message
Recall the message
Recall the message
We are not saved in this world butbtge next
Unless...
and you touched on the very
and you touched on the very being of our souls
ron parrish
The Wise
Reality splits - church and ad agencies, promo on little screens, belief dictated, conditioned, indelibly sealed. National unity is a myth. Every woman for herself. Millennials in rebellion may throw out the bathtub thinking the baby has multi system distress disease and is on a ventilator fighting for the truth. The intellectual ignores ignorance and anyone attached to it while waiting for stupidity to blow over. Switched off? No. Plugged in elsewhere Making wealth flow up toward their degrees.