I'm having visions of a one world religion,
Most of us locked up in a hi-tech prison,
Sheep to slaughter and some went missin'.
Observe the traumatising and turbulent times,
I feel faith but anger, can only write out my rhymes,
A new world order where most wear barcode lines.
Flat out refusing to take the beast's mark,
Most are droned out and feeling stark,
Light shall illuminate secrets kept in the dark.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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- Published: July 6th, 2025 02:28
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
Every good order has an inner circle of knowledge where advancement is paid out in increments of knowledge given. Greed for power a major motivator and power built on the backs of followers. A good poem of a dystopia in which we already blindly live
Thanks!
BRAVO
Cheers!
You're welcome
Doh! Someone said 'I think the New Age must be the Old Age by now!' It went mouldy or musty. lol.
Haha!
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