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born into a world of lies
under the condition that if one does not 
abide,
they are dealt with much in the same way as a
banana is when placed in the blender &
the
“puree” button is 
pressed—
swiftly,
the mechanism is placed within
the cop that resides within the head of 
each of us
the panopticon built within the heart
where the vampires sucked out all the blood
instilling religions & governments 
obligations, rules, strategies, status quos,
and most of all the belief that
if one works hard enough
unconditional love will come from
somewhere---
some seek it in the sky above
believing choice lies which come from the
pulpit
some seek it in the thought, word & deed of the
suits 
who walk with the seemingly instinctive
disgustingly carnal 
need to overcome as many as possible with
supposed power---
some pick & choose in the attempt to find 
another of the same mold
running round the earth for millennia 
trying, failing, trying, failing
swimming from the ship that has crashed 
towards another already burning
wondering if there is someone to 
save
because the thought is that in the saving
an obligation will arise on behalf of the
almost-drowned---
the conditional aspect of it all is that
unless the barrel of the gun is shoved in the mouth
unless that trigger is pulled
everything
else
is
suspect.

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