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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A future world rule by Trillionaires and Billionaires Each country with segments of puppet regime governments, With exceptions of course, The drug lords the cartel those with the power And the glory to hold what they consider theirs, They will be the enemy, and will be a constant Thorn in the side of the establishment. A world where every citizen registered At birth and death, as always, the way, Now a blink in the cell of a hand device, Where to veer off, constitutes a written warning Threatening one’s employment a system Of points and reviews. Twenty years of age, One is introduced to a multitude of choice, Law enforcement, United Nations, battle hard platoon, Ablutions cleaners, Spies and Reapers, alas, Those over educated with self-righteousness Seen as a threat, with re-education, to aid Choose the right path. The system will know And will have its way, even woke, on a long chain Will have its day, when only one-sided opinions Are set in law, therefore, easy to dictate the terms Of one’s life. Yet if to conform, there will be no Slippery slopes, humans, like colonies of ants, their purpose Granted from the throne of insatiable grandeur, Childhood once a foundation, where one found happiness, Education now the way to the day of recognition. If by chance, to live with one’s flexible opinions, Those that somehow bypass, the system, will become The hunted until ridiculed, outlawed, then to wither As autumn leaves, windblown proud foliage will decay, When minds forced to cast out truthful innuendoes, Those, embedded in hearts and minds of fallible man, his ideal’s Firmly fixed, of earthly struggles. Once weaken, A blend within the unwelcoming stigma of standard deviation, Those making policy from man’s inconsequential plight, To decompose, the humus of society to clutter the gutter, Until the arrival of the Street Cleaners! © Harry J Horsman 2023
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