Chaos is creating their new world order,
Horror in real time, no need for a recorder.
The illusion of choice and unfiltered freedom,
UFOs, light beams and the barrel of a handgun.
It all seems to be a completely closed off system,
Woe to those naysayers that won't ever listen.
Feels like we're living under an impenetrable sky,
Escaping from this stasis when we finish i.e. die.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: November 30th, 2025 12:13
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Indeed no longer able to be off the grid we all are under an impenetrable sky imprisoned by society and a violent one at that. Good write
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