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Cynthia Jean
Poems
Nov 2016
*Pawns*
Unsuspecting pawns
get played
in someone else's game
fragile
misinformed minds
become volatile
their minds molded
like clay
hardened by
manipulated
anger
and discontent
their lives
are sacrificed
on the altars
of evil, greedy politicians
whose strings are pulled
by the ultra wealthy
and the devil himself
they think
and believe
in all these politicians
and their promises
who temporarily
stroke their egos
and satiate
their bellies.
They are being
used, used, used...
their youth being devoured.
Sacrificed, sacrificed, sacrificed...
They're on somebody else's
front lines
and they don't even know it.
Somebody
won't
somebody
wake them up?
Of course their lives matter.
They are precious.
ALL LIVES MATTER.
God says He made us
ALL
in HIS IMAGE
after HIS LIKENESS.
HIS SON DIED
for us
ALL.
Not for the
SOME
but for the
ALL.
Should not these
"scheduled"
demonstrations
and
"days of rage"
be projected
towards
the manipulators????
The disillusioned...
they are blinded
they are being used
as a tool
a veritable weapon
to achieve
someone else's agenda
they are being primed
pumped up
like air in a tire....
The media
the purveyors of information
are they not responsible
to tell the truth?
If not,
by default
are they not responsible
for orchestrated
debacles
in the making?
They are bought and sold
the price paid for the lie
is higher
than for the truth.
Pawns.
Don't be a pawn.
The time is now.
Please
Wake up.
cj 2016
Written by
Cynthia Jean
Michigan, USA
(Michigan, USA)
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