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Jan 26
Numb spectators, loud parties,
Drones, civilizing armies,
Hedonistic city lives;
Golden virtues lost to vice.

Workers run at full throttle;
The rich pop champagne bottles;
The poor search pockets for rent;
Memories stray, bodies spent.

News anchors condemn unrest;
Algorithms know you best;
Truth is false, words discarded,
Dishonesty rewarded.

Economists guiding down;
Kings are jesters with a crown;
Heaven is the excuse sent;
Reason, a means to an end.
Inspired by Mary Robinson’s January, 1795.
Written by
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