A waste and a drain
Done for now
Idiocracy keeping the reigns
Just for a while
Ride out the waves
And wait for the trial
Eyes open: fraud, murder, tyranny
Half of the masses duped
And naive
Cannon fodder like the rest
To be thrown in the chamber first...
Or last, but just like trash
Like the unnatural beasts who
No longer propagate naturally the human race
Will die, by their own will, tyrants',
Or their own. They'll die out.
Feeding on and killing their own,
Toasting victory.
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