Bora born

Fooled by pigs _

Nation states succumb to an energetic

flow, the diabolical within their midst.

Doors left open to a cacophony of

wannabees drawn to the republic's

freedom constitution of self service, bugger you.



Turtle island invaded, the dispossessed

propagandized through civilization's bliss.

A civil code inverted, the beast system

in full riot delivers 600 years

of cultural genocide of worldly plots.



If all else fails they take you to war, such a

pity so many die for the privilege.

Proxied means ever popular given the

safety of being out of range comes unstuck

when a nation of warriors stands their ground.



The masses conjoined at the brain, seduced by

sigil magik's inverted truth yell ... yes please!

Mother Russia warrior nations commit

to defend truth and goodness from pure evil

on it's way to the heavens they blindly want.





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© 17th oct 2022 _ Ioan James Daniel




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