James Moore Poet Narrative

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The Age of Terror

(“Utopia and Terror Merit Badge”, 2010, original oil)

The Age of Terror

It’s a new reign of terror
With demon hit squads roaming the earth
To lurk on roof tops, hedges
And parking lots for their attack
While cowardly anonymous callers SWAT
The unsuspecting next in line.

All the time the voice boxes 
With their silent protest paddles 
And bullhorns call for mayhem and murder,
Blood in the streets 
And resistance in the name of democracy,
All for their deranged minions to do.

As they do nothing but double down
On their insider trading
Planning on the day 
When they’ll be back in the seat of power
Back driving the economy off the cliff
And their adversaries into gulags.

This is the age of terror 
Where nowhere or one is safe,
Where the Death Cult's agenda of greater good
Includes the sacrifice of you and me
By the billions 
In the name of order, security, peace and freedom.

This is where we are today.
Are you terrified yet?
Or are you laughing at their desperation,
As the morning tide continues to rise, lifting all boats
Destroying all 
Their castles made of sand.

(3/12/25)

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