Theybie Boom
April was the name my mother gave me
She cried and cried for days when I was born
My dad was pretty sick, he never knew me
The World was in the eye of that ol’ storm
They tell me it was common to embrace
They tell me people even used to kiss
But daddy didn’t make it and momma quickly followed
And I didn’t have a brother nor a sis
They raised me in a camp of screaming ‘Theybies’
Skull and Bone pyjamas and a Baphomet robe
My birthday gift a CHIP, no buts no maybes
The fate of every child around the globe
They taught me to fit in, to be a member
Of the New World Order, for the good of man
Agenda 30 says, I’ll have a unit of my own
As only those compliant surely can
I’ll get to see the movies of wild animals
The Fathers of the Nations will allow
An annual visitation, of the wilderness to see
An elephant, a tiger or a cow
We get to run the factories and reactors
Enough of us remain, to keep things ticking
Six billion vaccines later, the causal factor
The planet’s safe, but mankind took a licking
Control is in the implant in our hand
An A.I. global network holds the key
Self appointed regal families as they’d planned
Leaves the world to darkness and to me
Corona is the killer stated media
Like sheep we were, we listened to their lies
But a virus ain’t a cause, it’s a reactor
5G we came to know caused the Great Demise!
Copyright © Peter Walsh | Year Posted 2020
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