words ever flowing/pieces of me

One Nation Under God

All we are
sublime and subjected
to the
mass programming
of what they
want us to be
Conversion
stuck inside
their
need
for control
it's not how it should be
electronic images dance
as the zombies that were people
mask themselves
in lies
Money
Face-Lifts
fast cars
guns
Drugs
everything to help you forget
GOD
Disentigration...
Watch it all fall apart
Needless to say
most of us have missed the point
Then again most of "us"
don't even care
 


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