One must prepare all resources and weaponry,
The 3rd World War is NOW and we it's artillery.
The Death Cult is cheering in parasitic cowardice glee,
Service the account daily with a steel strap-on called Mon Eye.
The story is so pathetic I pee myself from hilarity,
And grieve for my friends and family for their chosen Idiocracy.
Ig-nor-ant people diving face first into crap!
It's our own crap I tell you, our very own crap!
Fellow Human Beings time to unite as Heart Warriors of the Land,
Bond our chakras together, ditch the plough, so less sand.
Let's share all resources together and grow the world of tomorrow.
And support each other through the chaos and witness our sobs and sorrows.
But first it's time to exit stage right and stage left,
The AI are coming and we're wanted for left.
Natural Law is our partner in conscience and hearts,
Respect Mother Gaia and Father Son as they do their own parts.
Send me an email if you get the real urgency,
Together we'll land softer, after the FULL STATE OF EMERGENCY!
- Author: Jeffry Vos ( Offline)
- Published: March 31st, 2022 23:02
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 11
Comments1
lol
I like your caricature play
on alarmist, sensationalism
while juxtaposing, society's
general apathy
to the daily horrors we're bombarded by..
'The 3rd World War is NOW and we *its artillery.'
how much more prophetic, these words
may read, in a few weeks/months/years...
thanks for sharing, dear poet
My pleasure L. B. and thank you for the comments!
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