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Nov 2020
listen its painful to accept
that we've been made fools off for so long
how can we know or see that all the checks and moves
you'll check if you do this. you'll check if you do that
merely made us unquestioning lap dogs
sinking dud anchors and firing dud triggers
even the unforgiven preachers are conned
we can never put two and two together
to realize its nothing but shams
as if we are dealing with a simpleton like us
made us obsessive and fixated
seeing only what they want us to see
stocking cheap wino for xmas they see a date night
or a drunk, it fits their diseased minds
yet they told us nothing is as it seems
but we can't accept its us the gangmasters are addressing
we've are useful idiots cannon fodders
they just use us to make up numbers
and give the target
the impression of being overwhelmed
the intimidating tactics of our gang masters
their easy way to recruit mobbing simpletons that's us
see the target laughing
taking the mickey out of us
as we run and toil all over the place
we will look like total morons if we stop now
ok we are total morons
so lets us just continue
or else the gang masters will turn on us
we are locked into Faustian cave
we are bred to be deluded and fooled
by Masters from above or criminal gang masters or both
we cannot stop
we must not stop
....quick quick go on....
Criminals names: Chris, Joan, Tom and Kelly McCafferty, Associates: Lina, Cindy, Bill, **** Bobby and gangs, The Care=Taker Mr Bing. East London Militant Socialists, Mr and Mrs Thomas...East Londoners underworld uniting to 'we look after our owns'...In Ghettos they all unite to protect hence the unspoken code of silence, if you do not join, they will do you and your family for that means you are not one of them. That is why the inner cities are full of lawlessness and you always know somebody who can get you anything you want on the cheap, that's he brotherhood of the ghettos...I am not unto that kind of brotherhood, so I pay the price for saying,,,''you can't do that, I will tell all about you. They stated. I don't belong, apparently I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, hence I can afford not to be like them...
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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