People sinning, bad men grinning,
a world of flux and spam
To fight the horrid, slow the torrid,
the smart ones have a plan.
By election, or selection,
you’ll be part of this fight
Poked and prodded, shame allotted,
they’ll force you to ‘the light.’
Burned and scoured, endless glowers,
you wonder what comes next
They taunt and bait, incarcerate
to make it all ‘correct.’
But nature vying, break the lying,
smashes cries of ‘hate.’
Strictures failing, soon travailing,
truth comes far too late
Realization, not imagination,
you are just what I am
People sinning, bad men grinning,
a world of flux and spam.
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Author:
David Welch (
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- Published: September 23rd, 2025 18:48
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- Category: Sociopolitical
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