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The Macrocosm Within the Microcosm

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The Macrocosm Within the Microcosm

As i'm up on the cliffs,
i get a sight of the town.

A calm day,
not even a sound

I sit there & ponder the profound
Because my mind resounds

Like bloodhounds who
Discover murderous true-found's
Who put 2 rounds
Into blue clowns

Who were too down & always frowned
Because the weight of their success
Weighed half the amount of a pound
&, their progress climbed a hopeless mound
Off the focused ground

Of the All-Seeing Eye...
Of tall beings who fly

& came from the sky
I soon discovered why
This knowledge hasn't passed me by
For, i am taught that in life you must always try

Who gives a damn if you are soon to die?

The ones you think care,
Are the one's who will truly lie
In order to solidify
Their place in this cold-hearted
World of the spy & the fried
Who live petrified by the evil inside
Us all that will create the fall
Of ourselves & all the power melds
Into the Industrial Revolution of our
Illustrious Evolution

Seeking disastrous resolutions
& claiming that regressed illusions are the Essence
Of the Almighty's presence
Yet, humanity keeps getting picked off
Like bullets towards a pheasant

Our wings are gone &
Now, one cannot take to the skies
For our collective ignorance extends too long
& the masses believe these repressive lies
Strung together with unbinding ties
& hopeless vies for assistance
to the very ones oppressing us
Seems like a mindless policing
Of the people instead of
Joining the resistance
& defeating the blind mess
Of the ones leasing the steeple
To the creeps full of it
As they pardon us all
Yet, go behind our backs to get lit
Making them unholy hypocrites

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