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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I’ve heard it said . . . our future is in peril and deadly danger Those close to us are listening, to the whispers of a stranger The Word of God lies hidden, in the depths of cold despair Lying buried under lies and hate Deceit hangs in the air! I’ve heard it said . . . that bankers are a privatised cartel Hold monopoly on our futures, past and present times as well Write the policies of the World, through corrupted CEO’s But we’ve been down that road before That’s just the way it goes! I’ve heard it said . . . A President elect, is what is needed A parasite or paedophile, twisted jokers unimpeded Both hands are drawn, unholy as voters standing vexed Voters drenched in cold abandon As zombies standing hexed I’ve heard it said . . . pandemics are caused by EMR Evidence of 200 years lends proof they do so far From recent Star wars project days, Musks satellites laid low To Bob the Duck and Quantam Baby Radar and radio I’ve heard it said . . . New Babylon is surely on the cards A collusion of musicians, choose to play the Devils bards Bloodcurdling revelations, sacrificial lambs to savour Iniquitous borne melodies To trade for Satans favour I’ve heard it said . . . RFID’s the only chip we’ll need A Beastly brand of ownership, to mark the Devils seed The cadence upon the wind Lord, as it rolls Unknowing next for whom The Bell it Tolls I’ve heard it said . . . our leaders calling out for martial Law Agenda 30’s rapid rise to being, without a flaw Shadow governments pulling strings on all our borders Screams of Angels drowned beneath Our New World Orders I’ve heard it said . . . the authors of the codes aren’t flying blind Re-splicing of Mans D.N.A is foremost in their minds A pocket full of posies, all fall down Culling virus’s prevail As we slowly drown I’ve heard it said . . . our prayers alone are the only comforts left Our souls He’s dealt a losing hand, the Lords love stands bereft Armageddon’s on the horizon, End of Times Our future in the making reeks Of ancient nursery rhymes
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