#targeted - Hello Poetry

Encephalon is the flagitious syndicate target To imprison the saintly and resistant population In the research agenda which is classified We are selected guinea pigs in a nightmare To the unethical secret operations Unknown to many, is the silent suffering Of isolated victims living amongst the community Satellite surveillance includes electromagnetic harassment That burning, thought stealing, control of limbs feeling I was done by the hoary Navy's sonar Poor dolphins washed up Cornwall's beach(1) After sonar echoed in my right lughole Mind control technology has evolved The community are recruited by false propaganda Thats the local police, council, library, not restricted to neighbours Old style Cointelpro is in play Discredited, slanders, and victim blaming Who can we share with but other targets Nobody asked which human is for "use" in trials?

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Jun 24, 2020

Jun 24, 2020 at 10:37 AM UTC

RMMurray

Targeted Individuals Poem

Encephalon is the flagitious syndicate target To imprison the saintly and resistant population In the research agenda which is classified We are selected guinea pigs in a nightmare To the unethical secret operations Unknown to many, is the silent suffering Of isolated victims living amongst the community Satellite surveillance includes electromagnetic harassment That burning, thought stealing, control of limbs feeling I was done by the hoary Navy's sonar Poor dolphins washed up Cornwall's beach(1) After sonar echoed in my right lughole Mind control technology has evolved The community are recruited by false propaganda Thats the local police, council, library, not restricted to neighbours Old style Cointelpro is in play Discredited, slanders, and victim blaming Who can we share with but other targets Nobody asked which human is for "use" in trials?

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You are you I am me, Why are you preparing bullets, Why are you trynna target me, Everyone praising you, And you ain't telling the truth of the ***** Lies is spilling out your mouth, As blood comes from my ears & eyes, You live on lies, on lies, on lies Humility has captured me, I am humble each day, As you dragging me out, You stumbling on your way. Why are you shaping the dullest knives, Why are you setting biased traps, Why are you trynna have people against me, Like men who despise women who rap, Why are you trynna shove me into a ball And spit me out onto the walls, Is the imagination of my demise a mural to yall? Is it amazing to see something so beautiful, Get so high , but falls? Is this goofy **** amusing to yall,

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Sep 30, 2016

Sep 30, 2016 at 1:24 AM UTC

reine-monroe

Targeted

You are you I am me, Why are you preparing bullets, Why are you trynna target me, Everyone praising you, And you ain't telling the truth of the ***** Lies is spilling out your mouth, As blood comes from my ears & eyes, You live on lies, on lies, on lies Humility has captured me, I am humble each day, As you dragging me out, You stumbling on your way. Why are you shaping the dullest knives, Why are you setting biased traps, Why are you trynna have people against me, Like men who despise women who rap, Why are you trynna shove me into a ball And spit me out onto the walls, Is the imagination of my demise a mural to yall? Is it amazing to see something so beautiful, Get so high , but falls? Is this goofy **** amusing to yall,

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there are those who read this stumbling bumbling work who are truly beautiful compassionate people thanks beforehand for understanding me without judgement IN SEARCH OF THE LOST CHORD i've been searching all my life for the lost note there is a chord in the cacophonistic chaos which is my existence i simply miss my otherwise nimble hands simply can't bring out the magic the music the majestic harmonies which i hear in my mind but are not translated to my fingers i believe it is due to my assertion that i was unloved as a child i was not a planned pregnancy my mother fell on her stomach and i was a preemie I was not touched as an infant due to this i was in an incubator i was also severely neglected as an older child due to my mother's inability to cope with two very small children (I was born nearly one year after my sister) I have also been TARGETED for twenty years by by the "CHURCH" of SCIENETICS (name has been changed) so if I am slightly dark and seemingly insane in certain respects this is why ONLY GOD CAN HELP ME I've already learned not to play my music drunk or ****** but i am still in search of the lost chord ♡ love ♡ Catherine

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Dec 9, 2015

Dec 9, 2015 at 1:05 PM UTC

SoulSurvivor

in search of the lost chord

there are those who read this stumbling bumbling work who are truly beautiful compassionate people thanks beforehand for understanding me without judgement IN SEARCH OF THE LOST CHORD i've been searching all my life for the lost note there is a chord in the cacophonistic chaos which is my existence i simply miss my otherwise nimble hands simply can't bring out the magic the music the majestic harmonies which i hear in my mind but are not translated to my fingers i believe it is due to my assertion that i was unloved as a child i was not a planned pregnancy my mother fell on her stomach and i was a preemie I was not touched as an infant due to this i was in an incubator i was also severely neglected as an older child due to my mother's inability to cope with two very small children (I was born nearly one year after my sister) I have also been TARGETED for twenty years by by the "CHURCH" of SCIENETICS (name has been changed) so if I am slightly dark and seemingly insane in certain respects this is why ONLY GOD CAN HELP ME I've already learned not to play my music drunk or ****** but i am still in search of the lost chord ♡ love ♡ Catherine

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