Nwo
Being filtered through this narrow tunnel
Area is closing but they keep forcing
Screening and sifting all the free thoughts
out
Mindless zombies wondering the rest of
the way
Poking and prodding they weed them out
to a lower count
Tag and bag those who don't survive
Sterilize the rest so they may not bare
seed
Chip them and track them like beasts in
the wild
They were warned many times that this
time would come
Now its to late and they can't take it back
Lost the freedoms of those in the past
fought so hard for
Drones over head watch your every move
Now those with the money makes all the
rules
They tell you how to eat and what to wear
The sad part is most don't even care
Copyright © M. E. Hathcock | Year Posted 2012
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