School didn’t give me morphine for the
Aggravated assault; blunt force teaching and stuff.
Veins of dark-blue/black that lead into bones,
Even that was not enough.

Margins. two-finger spacing. the tainted, poisoned water I was taking.
Eluding imaginary devils, they banished their children to the depths, to teach them tough.
Help didn’t arrive upon graduation. warranty didn’t come with national simulation.
Evil hiding in plain sight within the corps of duty. waiting for

Lies propagated by Big Brother to break me.
Principle: punitive doctrine for baiting, hating, dictatin - HUSH!
Ubiquitous eyes follow us everywhere,
Slithering silently in the underbrush.