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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Some people like to say that I am crazy to think our sovereignty we’ll one day lose; to think all countries under one umbrella would ever be discussed or make the news! But if you pay attention, you can hear world leaders saying things I find absurd. They’re going to “build back better” everything. A notion crazier I’ve never heard. They can’t build better governments or cities. There’s nothing they’ve done better yet at all! The progress made in health or crime prevention is getting worse - their progress is so small. This New World Order’s nothing but a joke - a joke on all the world, and those now free will realize how much they’ve lost at last once all have bowed down to technology. If patriots can't win, our freedom’s GONE. The puppet masters do not care one bit for you and me. The evil filthy rich desire a world with most of us not IN it. I’m teased for things that some folks disbelieve - like Revelations or Illuminati, but there are wicked beasts behind the curtain, and New World Order’s OZ won’t be so pretty. The banks sit high atop the pyramid. We’re underlings that world elitists hate. Folks hypnotized by lies of media are unbelievers I cannot debate. The proof of what I say is all around in statues, number six and signs they give to one another, and right out in open! One day with chips inside us we will live. The beast’s own mark is coming. This I know. To live, we’ll need it on our head or hand. How easily they’ve got to us already. God help us! New World Order won’t be grand. April 20, 2022 For Robert James Liguori's New World Order Poetry Contest
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