THE FOLLOWING
THE FOLLOWING
You're a good little follower,
loyal as can be found
You take the side you're told to take,
let the vile lead you down.
Never tried to think for yourself,
it matters not the course.
Incompetence is held most high.
The cart before the horse.
They would not deign to know your name
or spit upon your face.
They give you nothing in return,
the sycophants disgrace.
So effortlessly they play you.
They've trained you from the start.
Ignorance, faith, malice, and fear,
forced down deep in your heart.
You're on the bench and there you'll stay.
You're just another dupe,
a thing to use, and lick thier boots,
you loyal nincompoop.
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