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They sell us lies, Feed us death, Shows us lives, That we cannot get, Mock our style, But help us dress, To promote control, And slowly compress, Our creative minds, That stays depressed, Possessed, By the grotesque, Rapist, We call our government, Stealing our souls, For the fun of it, Killing us off, While we transmit, Man-made viruses, To countries, That we consider ****, While we commit, Mass murder, On the mass media, That promotes censorship, Blind to the fact, That we caused all of this, Blind to the fact, That our freedom of speech, Is as useless as a deaf, Dumb, And Blind, 65, Year old mistress, That thinks Jesus was a narcissist.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 1/27/2013 10:12:00 PM
The truths of life is hard to uderstand when falsehood is being trumpeted drowning out our cries, to keep the chains round our necks, while they offer poor excuses and jaded regrets. Whilst exploiters have the organs and strength of voice, their cronies will play a blind eye while on the steet, the slaughter and the cries. Sympathies and empathy for all those who suffer unnecessarily.
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Date: 5/9/2012 10:56:00 AM
Well written poem kriss ! - oxox Anne-Lise
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Date: 2/24/2012 1:41:00 PM
AMAZING! there are truly no words.
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