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The corruptions proclaims there’s no need for faith,
then offers itself to take up its place,
God gets replaced by ideology,
starving, the corrupted grasp it fervently,
become true believers, it crowds out all else,
until those outside do not deserve help,
then out come the black masks, mobs in the street,
looking for infidels that they can beat,
and all the while they hold in their minds,
the belief that they stand on ‘History’s Side.’
Making scenes at restaurants, plaguing the net,
thinking this evil will change people’s heads,
unable to stand those who live other ways,
the faith of the corrupted badgers and brays.

The corruption even hates the personal,
proclaims that all of it is political,
the TV you watch, booze that you drink,
jobs that you might work, the thoughts that you think,
trying to bind them with chains of P.C.,
everywhere it demands supremacy.
Then it splits us into arbitrary groups,
your skin or your sex is how it defines you,
stray from the path the corruptions lays out
and it will destroy you, grind your life down,
slur you, boycott you, make up a false charge,
it will not tolerate a free mind at large,
you as a person will cease to exist,
no higher goal has the corruption than this.

There is a corruption we all should abhor,
it starts on the left, and pollutes to the core,
a terminal cancer that swallows you whole,
best to cut it out, if you value your soul.

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