The Pepperman and a World of Chaos
I OPENED A DOOR TO A CHAOTIC SCENE.
THIS WAS THE FUTURE YET MORE LIKE A DREAM.
THE FIRST AMENDMENT
HAD CEASE TO EXIST.
FREE THINKING PEOPLE
WERE ON A HIT LIST.
A MILLION SCREAMING PROTESTERS,
WANTING TO BE HEARD.
ELITES AND POLITICIANS
DON'T WANT TO HEAR A WORD.
MILITARY SPECIALIST,
DRESSED IN ARMORED GEAR.
KILLING PEOPLE LEFT AND RIGHT
HERE BOTH FAR AND NEAR.
A MILLION MICRO ROBOTS
FLYING IN THE AIR.
ANOTHER MILLION ON THE GROUND.
IT SEEMS THEY'RE EVERYWHERE.
SOME ARE FLYING JUST TO SEE,
WHILE OTHERS ARE SPRAYING GAS.
A FEW ARE EQUIPPED WITH AMMUNITION,
UNLEASHING MICRO BLAST.
FREQUENCIES ARE STREAMING,
TO ALTER PEOPLES THINKING.
THE GOAL OF ALL THIS CHAOS,
IS TO KEEP THE POPULATION SHRINKING.
PEOPLE SPRAYING SEAWATER
ON THE FLYING BOTS.
HOPING THAT WHEN IT DRIES
THE LITTLE PROPELLERS STOP.
PEOPLE SPRAYING TREE SAP,
ON THE GROUND ROBOTS.
JUST CAUSING MORE CHAOS
FOR THE PEOPLE AT THE TOP.
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