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Can they ever return?
Do they know
While in the foggy depths of
Or the level to which they rise
As they hurl stones at the hapless dove
In absolute retribution - spewing lies
Denial - set to rile
The now lost and soon tossed
Disillusioned
Back into the reality prescription
Overdosed on the rhetoric
Left in the vacuum
Of the imploded star of incredulity
Launched by nothing near reality
Into a frenzied - hyperactive atmosphere
Inflated and overrated
As masses of mud forms.. somehow sated
By hate-filled absolution
Humanity lost as demonstrated
By evil personified -
Non - inclusion
As helpless friends - stand by disillusioned
As the loss they now envision
Confounded by the lack of any solution
Were they drowning... Hope would exist
For Rescue would be welcome
Not something those sinking would resist
The Living Dead will soon be discarded
By the fuehrer and the faithless pretense
Pushed out the gate
Fired from the crumbling Tower
By the BIG CANNON in retreat
They stand dazed and amazed
At what they know they've lost
By paying homage
With the only valuable thing they ever owned
Trust - Love and Understanding
Of Rescuers
Who could not save them
From drowning among the throng
Into which they were sunk
By simply standing among
And refusing to see the reality
Of what it takes to watch the rise
Of an evil soul - out of control
Being fed unbelievable lies
When the gates slam shut
The dogs are let loose
The streets will be full
Of those whose faith was sadly abused
As their mud forms were simply used
Can they ever return? IDK
While in the foggy depths of
Or the level to which they rise
As they hurl stones at the hapless dove
In absolute retribution - spewing lies
Denial - set to rile
The now lost and soon tossed
Disillusioned
Back into the reality prescription
Overdosed on the rhetoric
Left in the vacuum
Of the imploded star of incredulity
Launched by nothing near reality
Into a frenzied - hyperactive atmosphere
Inflated and overrated
As masses of mud forms.. somehow sated
By hate-filled absolution
Humanity lost as demonstrated
By evil personified -
Non - inclusion
As helpless friends - stand by disillusioned
As the loss they now envision
Confounded by the lack of any solution
Were they drowning... Hope would exist
For Rescue would be welcome
Not something those sinking would resist
The Living Dead will soon be discarded
By the fuehrer and the faithless pretense
Pushed out the gate
Fired from the crumbling Tower
By the BIG CANNON in retreat
They stand dazed and amazed
At what they know they've lost
By paying homage
With the only valuable thing they ever owned
Trust - Love and Understanding
Of Rescuers
Who could not save them
From drowning among the throng
Into which they were sunk
By simply standing among
And refusing to see the reality
Of what it takes to watch the rise
Of an evil soul - out of control
Being fed unbelievable lies
When the gates slam shut
The dogs are let loose
The streets will be full
Of those whose faith was sadly abused
As their mud forms were simply used
Can they ever return? IDK
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