God shines on the righteous in every institution,
Who's prepared for the revelation revolution?
Seeds are being planted that we can't unroot,
Every operating system needs a clean reboot.
This world is beyond broken, hard to even bear,
What atrocities are hidden in the Dragon's Lair?
We can't stand together, they've manipulated the masses,
You believe in politicians, are those rose tinted glasses?
A social credit system, mark on the right hand or forehead,
Can't you see that we're hated, they'd rather us all be dead.
Hope will never be abandoned, c'mon, don't give up just yet,
Sensing the saviour in a final hour, with Paddy Power I'd place that bet.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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A poem that sees the world for what it is and awaits the coming of a cleansing and renewal. Nicely done
Indeed, thank you.
You are most welcome
I would hold that bet, peace is a long way off, that's if it's possible at all. If only we could reboot and start again, enjoyed the read
A reboot would be nice yes.
Shaun, this reminds me of the long tradition of prophetic poetry that wrestles with corruption and power while still holding on to hope. The poem moves through frustration, suspicion, and then that stubborn refusal to give up. I appreciate that tension. The closing line carries that defiant tone well. “with Paddy Power I'd place that bet.” Powerful message, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Cheers pal.
Cheers!
Good write Paddy, erm, SM. lol.
Or E.T.? Lol.
this rings so true in today's manipulative and cruel world...good rite..
Thanks!
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