The Irony of tyranny when it twists the Seeds
into artificial Needs and Creeds
that no longer Bleed in this Dream....
just like Misery, Fear Loves Company.....
Fists out and fury flaming
at the brazen ones who question
the Tunes and Tones of Destiny
and write their own Story
instead of living the Script of this Parody
that is ripping thru the Stolen Streets
in melodies of Deceit and Rinse&Repeat
& Scrub the MeatSuit til its Raw,
Sterilize each pair of Eye(I)s til the Desire
to Rise begins to
Fall.
Copyright Charleen Johnston
8-2-20
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