Bora born

New world order _

Here it comes, the pestilence in your mind

creations background, consciousness itself

polluted in humanities grip on

corporate stench, hell bent driven through pride.

Putrid diabolical rancid stain

on eden's ethnosphere, the dogs of war's

never ending slide into damnation.
Our potential diminished, sacked, bled dry 

by corrupt, hideous, ancient blood lines.

Your time has passed, they want your fearful rage

to feed, to obfuscate by divided rule.

Cockroaches debt burdened, catatonic

in ignorant bliss devoid of reason.

Listen here time taster, ten marbles go

in the tin, eleven's taken out.

A fractional system built on deceit

economics rationalised to death in

a ponzi scheme of global dimensions.

The process subtle in temptations net

as a scent of nuance envibes, try me

in a patterned matrix, mind the builder

beliefs beggared, power corrupts an elite

miasma foisted on the innocent.

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© nov 2011 _ Nhawrr yirrpa


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