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Every step you take
Every app that counts it
Turns to CYBER COURT
For SHOES produce microplastics
They end up washed by the water of rain
Into the very OCEAN
What is your pain compared to pain of the MAIN
Mass of unneeded morons
Delusions they live in of value
Themselves they do value too much
And FOOTPRINT they live in this shell view
Does render their lives DEAD as such
They are reinforced to be buying
The products produced by producer
And here is our GOVERNMENT
ALLAH is the great reducer
Not every religion is valid
Who are you to say who I AM
Humans shall really be dying
Point of this episteme
Logic is lost in their matters
Politics, courts and the tech
If you would fetch friend of mine the the Cyber
What would ???really would FETCH
Sure you ain't dog of robotics
Sure not the pervert as them
Not the control freak, psychiatrist
Perhaps you are better than S.T.E.M.
What if this great the commander
Really for Cyber commands
What if they way you're living
Doesn;t want giving you chance
What if you doesn;'t deserve it
Grammar distorted for means
What idf in this real system
Not those but these are you sins
Used to the stupid doctrine
Of the religious frauds
This is just me and wild horse
I am walking
He
Alongside
Trods
Inspired by a poem by Ogen Nash A TALE OF THE THIRTHEENTH FLOOR
THE POLICE
and some else geniouses of the ConNTEMPORARY
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