Incidental Music

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Sometimes only poetry can abbreviate what info or data strives to impart at length - this is a brief intermission.

Fuq-ewe - 'sides wot you gonna do?

Yeah, dare you try those razor-wire perimeters

'Cause our rifle towers will shooooot you down in cold blood

Right in front of your ragged children - who we'll starve!


Way back when you extolled your civil liberties . . .

We'd already introduced the private sector with the two-in two-out policy . . .

D'you remember those beady-eyed guys dressed in black - all auxiliaries working for security firms . . . ?

Thass us back in 2020 - a plutocratic world enterprise flexing its muscles . . . eventually taking over from central government

C'mon bro - you telling me you didn't question all those national guards . . . in the guise of: Have a nice day, sir - everytime you bought food?

I guess you an' the other eight billion Goyim were in the realm of the first-person shooter - of eyePods an' eyePhones . . . damn . . . you juss didn't realize you signed your own death warrants!!!

We'll . . . we'll - wot? You'll do wot exactly? Juss bin the swagger an' stand to attention - or we'll stitch your face to a football!!!

We're laughing 'cause ewe handed over your autonomy

Oh, yeah - we're laughing - watching ewe go str8ght to the sheep-dip!

Submitted: May 05, 2020

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Harsh, straight-talking, and at least in part very chillingly believable.

Tue, May 5th, 2020 6:47pm

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