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They'Re Coming For Me, and You
It’s getting harder to look the other way While paused at traffic lights Just down the road from my own driveway The haggard-faced algorithms jostling all four corners Stabbing to death the last of the flowers With their prickly weeds of guns and elbows These Zealots Deniers and Illiterate First in red hats But make no doubt, after that And after QAnon There’ll be another more sinister smarter Monolith Cranking these poor believers in their backs Winding them up To overwhelm the fewer of us left So forward they march Hands grabbing At our rolled up windows for their coins of “lost” rights “May God Bless You” The Trojan Horse with radios blaring I’m the only one here nervously singing to myself It’s but the opening line Before they skin then burn You and me Alive Like when the Christian mobs Stormed Hypatia’s home in Alexandria Dragged her out Pulled her limbs apart As if her liberal institutions Of math science literature and philosophy Were an Octopus of the Divine Elite blame For the people who’ve been left behind She was shocked and you’ll be sorry. I roar home on the wheels of the Four Philosophers Who fled to Greece after the murder of Hypatia Seeking a last haven for civilization Yet no one heard from them again. A certain wannabe Caesar Was pleased with his minions But of course he became the last As they rose for him as well. In my case Garage door up garage door down Sit on the couch TV blasting the click bait Right Wing howls “If it’s complicated it’s a trick on you!” Indeed The Earth will burn down by 2040 And a new Dark Age will overtake us all.
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