It Makes You Wonder
It makes you wonder?
The game is a foot.
To create the divides, to create fear and fuel the unjust.
They peddle their lies, so dark is their truth.
We see cracks in the disguise as they run out of route.
It makes you wonder?
Do they want us to turn on ourselves?
Do they want civil unrest to rule?
Is greed all they live for?
Greed, power and to enforce misery on the us; real working fools.
It makes you wonder?
Is there a deeper agenda?
Is there a plan for us common fools?
You can feel it in the air; that fascist glare, the evil of their truth.
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2023
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