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Nov 2015
We live in a time of minimalist art, self-expression absent of heart
What ever happened to consciousness expansion-
Peace, love, and direct action?
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Focus your attention to your smart phone
Plead for virtual affection so you don’t feel alone
What ever happened to just getting ******-
Smiling, laughing, contemplating a universe unknown?
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Your closed-minded conception condemns you to your head
Your solution to conflict consist of a mechanism that spouts lead
What ever will you do when there is no more blood left to shed?
“I don’t know,” he replies, “but the bad guy’s dead.”
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Burn all the books, discard all the knowledge
Submit to manual labor, don’t go to college
Accept ignorance and we’ll treat you well:
A house, a car, and guaranteed freedom from hell
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Your God is fake, and my God is real-
And the Devil, he’s looking for souls to steal
Digest all of my words with fear and absolute acceptance
You’re the sheep, he’s the Shepard, and I’m a virtuous point of reference!
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Big brother is watching, don’t you dare act out
I see your fire inside and I demand that it be put out
Individualism is dead, all hail the corporate agenda
You need to fear the terrorists because they’re out to get ya’
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I see you’re hurting inside, take an antidepressant
Provided that you have a prescription at the Candyman’s discretion
Buy my product, I guarantee it will fill the void
You’re a cog in a self-mutilating machine, your existence- devoid
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Now, I’m not a prophet, I don’t claim to be right
But you must know that you will lose your humanity if you don’t put up a fight
Fear not the creatures that go bump in the night
They’re subsidiary threats to the men behind the curtain, demanding subjugation with a smile
Controlling the switch to the light
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A sizable length attributable to the broad subject matter of the title.
Dalton Rees
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