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Jun 2010
A city is bombed but do not be alarmed,
for, there is a purpose…nay, a duty to disarm.
It’s easy to get caught in the leadership’s charm…
Even when there is unforgivable harm going on.

Just focus your eyes on the screen over here.
Of course with your ignorance, you’ll have to adhere...
By the off chance that the message comes off as unclear,
simply remember to keep the idea austere.

Don’t think about thinking,
not even an inkling!
Just keep sitting and blinking!
Let your mind keep on shrinking!

Remain in a daze for multiple days…
This way the polls can take time to assay
how long it should take to make the minds go astray,
so they can make their world into a perfect cliché.

It’s happening now, whether realized or not,
every joke and idea have no original thought.
The mind has become an oversized blot,
a place where creation will be immediately swat.

Just put your ideas in a brown paper bag,
you have to admit, they’re more of a nag.
Merely go outside and hang up your flag…
You’ll get a pat on the head and your tail will wag.

But think about a world where everything’s new…
A land where the virtues don’t construe as cuckoo.
Where the mind is reborn with every new dew,
and the corruption of masses has not yet debuted.

No, no, this reality cannot exist,
because, by the leaders, it would be ever so missed.
Unless by some miracle there happens a twist,
and the people of the world start to resist.
Written by
Hanson
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