we are witness to atrocities committed by regime over its peoples over time
1. we are witness..
shattering glass of reality arranged into chosen shard-feeds like omni-gov surveillance into meticulous mind-grafts spluttering eternal-stats for public mind control spewing mini-truths of perpetual war raids disillusionment of history forever *rewritten control supply-and-demand create dark-cloaked dilemma and monitor shortage and famine make-believe elements so well played to auto-frenzied latch thinking is degraded and actions.. well, less said
2. diligent and loyal yet harbour secret-hatred feed visions stilted by politrix deception and manipulation propaganda is the oleaginous-game by wand-over-mind totalitarian is the kingpin-holder of cards and yet, who is really being played!
eternal marionettes on a conveyor-belt can't even play with yourself alone your ****.. your ****.. your every move.. watched - surveyed - and studied by that ubiquitous-bulge eye you cannot escape right opposite your low hard-bed you're broken into popping-parts that YOU won't recognise!
thoughtcrime-police is gonna accost ya get up, comrade.. get UUUUUUUUP!
3. we are witness life-tube covered in darkened vapour-swirls
we are witness children conditioned to watch their parents.. too closely
we are witness truth so smothered, now re-fed by repeat-metaphor
we are witness dictata.. dictata..
we are witness austere existence in a tacky one-room flat
we are witness subsist on black-wheat and imitation-repast
we are witness regurgitate the party-dialect on and on and on (after a while, we end up half-believing.. )
only the clock which strikes thirteen can smell the charred-reality as leftover-truth is shoved into incendiary obsolescence
tick-a-****-tock and that would be.. one
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two.. three.. four..
who's really subversive?
afraid? yeah, maybe we oughta be! (ooh, mind.. don't think too loudly now..lol)
oh, and I wonder if anyone dares to hate this poem.. (anyway, it matters little - life's too short to give a rat's **** 4 that :)
sub-entry: Witless
2. it's for the greater good believe it!
1. thus we are witness.. (my broken nose tells me.. I won't be decimated)
and we are all witness.. (heartless control reeks sidewalk-cracking dents)
then we are witless ( .. .. .. )
0. hack, hack, Neanderthal hack, HACK!
-1. brr it's cold..
no..! no..! no..! not me, please!
(primal fear sets in see how we stigma-sell each other out)