Tripwire
She had been indoctrinated to believe her country was free
But she hit the tripwires, had nowhere to flee
She learned the hard way that what she'd been taught
were lies from a regime that couldn't be fought.
His country was designed free, the constitution shows
But there are some paths where nobody goes
There is organized crime, and ideologues on fire
Better keep your mouth shut, or you'll hit a tripwire.
A Mafia immigrated and set up shop
They hired bad scientists, the cream of the crop
Jane didn't know, treated a member with contempt
Soon had to run to doctors, wild, and unkempt
All sorts of health problems, she couldn't understand
She had been a runner, now barely could stand
Couldn't sleep at night, strange symptoms during the day
She had hit a tripwire, and she had to pay.
He saw a pretty woman, her smile drew him in
A slippery slope, maybe a sin.
His life became a horror movie, with villains unseen
he had been in the mire, but they would not let him clean
With glee they fastened on him like a clam
A perverted science, for a once sinning man
They had drugs to make urges go from ember to fire
They plotted his downfall, he had tripped that tripwire
Do we really know what's around us, not to mention who?
Do we know the real rules, and what bad people do?
Is our world inverted, at the wrong moment to find
that we had it all wrong, it doesn't work as designed?
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Gem Stone
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