Yellow Finned Tuna Fish People
The clever ones are tightening nets
'Round the neck of the masses
who
swim in the mist of
overconfidence
under a flimsy umbrella called faith.
The blood net is closing fast
soon the masses will panic
thrashing into one another
like mad stars swirling
then devoured
by massive black holes
called deception.
They'll be winched onto the deck
hooked -then stripped of amendments
steaked -put on display
yellow fins buried in mass graves.
Extinction being the final stage.
Their obit will read;
lived freely until death stripped them of
APATHY.
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