Freedom doesn’t exist
Freedom is only a figment of imagination
We are just one tiny part of the administration
We are given a unique number
So they can monitor and encumber
They give you obsessive laws to follow
Any amount of pride you have to swallow
They give you a specified education
To fill you with certain biased information
They educate you to be a tax payer
And hope you don’t become a system player
The tax you hard and put you into debt
Hoping you don’t become a protester or threat
We are trained to do as they say
And instructed to pay and obey
We are just a number or machine
To make others money and not to be seen
They want us compliant and quiet
Make it illegal to even think about a riot
They police our thoughts and words
To them we are sheep that they herd
Lots of cameras to track where you go
They don’t want you to see the truth show
They move the pension age so you keep paying
Long into greying and decaying
They want your money with giving out
Work all your life just to pay throughout
Even death you are there to pay tax
They take everything left not even a plaque
They encourage a high birth rate
More money to the state
You are there to grease the pockets of the rich
They don’t care if you die in a ditch
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Andy DW | Year Posted 2026
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