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Wars will totalise
and if viable are liable to add up and destroy communities, where opportunities are few and far between.
When things are seen beyond belief and death comes creeping like a thief into the square where people wait.
A demonstration of great power by powers that watch as people cower down in fright,
Night has come and with its gun will cleanse the state,
no one left to demonstrate
no one left to state the case
and freedom cannot show its face.

In God I place my trust, someone must
lest justice not be done.
Smith May 2018
A crazy calm,
In static connectivity.
Let my language lessons guide you in....
To totalise...

A soundless notion,
In passive serendipity.
Let me work to illuminate you...
To breathe...

A delicate stillness,
In erratic interactivity.
Let me help maintain you to uncover...
To wire...

A tasteful satisfaction,
In hyper-mediocraty.
Let me catch a glimpse of the lustre...
To submerge...

A intricate perspective,
In instant telepathy,
Let me shower you in kaleidoscopic colour...
To rationalise...

A beautiful vertigo,
In fluid immobility.
Let me assimilate at this prelude...
To crave...

Let me emerge;
To prepare, for this full-scale metamorphosis...
With you!

— The End —