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Oct 2020
He rolled out of bed
Switched on the internet
To the dark web
Where secrets are kept

Unhappy with life
And his slice of the pie
Has a shelf full of trophies
So he doesn't know why

What he planed to do
Was join in a group
As unhappy as him
With the same bad attitude

They complained as they typed
Typed and complained
No one had a real answer
But all faulted the man

They decided to riot
A peaceful protest
Burn a few buildings
Cause social unrest

With the camera's rolling
The stage is all set
End time bells tolling
For the government

Out fighting fascists
These fascists in drag
All that they are
Is all they're against

Left in their leanings
Don't dare get in the way
Of the secrets they're keeping
This modern day KKK

With the breaking of words
The bending of truth
It's just what they do
Rebels without a clue

Where in a dog fight
Dogs don't care who they bite
In the succession of barks
They should have seen all the signs

When the dust finally settles
And the smoke has all cleared
Our untimely hero's
Will be the ones that they fear
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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