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Short memories that forsake us

are noxious gas, that pervade us.

They make Masochists of the Sadist –

you’ve beaten yourselves without invaders.

Asylum, refuge, economic migration – those aren’t invasions

or an excuse to hate Africans or Asians.

Your eyes aren’t on the real enemies prize or pages

that have STRIPPED AWAY your HUMAN RIGHTS.

How courageous? No longer able

to protest or demonstrate against governmental changes?

Now, are we; Robin Red Breast

cage-d?

Or Robin Hood expatriated?

Now, every law Power vies to make is

intended to monetise and break us,

manipulate the mush it makes us;

fodder for the rich and famous.

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In those jaws – we learn – how greed

is made by profiteering freaks,

who gnarl and gnash their hungry teeth,

fill their stomachs with you, me

– their egos –

and the emptiness they preach.

They prey

on the timid and the weak.

We pray for

a tomorrow that isn’t bleak.

It’s hard to turn the other cheek –

when they’re already swollen, bruised;

and apologétique.

Sucked upon by humungous fucking leeches

until the echo of, ‘Once more unto the breach!!’,

becomes impossible to teach.

A hollow sound.

After all, it’s, “Just another speech.”

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“If you can’t beat them join them.”

As a thought – has me – recoiling,

because you can’t actually join in

or even pretend you’re enjoying

¿living?

– surviving is more fitting –

when the whole system’s poison.

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Now, we are; Robin Red Breast

cage-d

and Robin Hood expatriated.

What was once our bright and illustrious future – fated

is now a brand called;

‘Faded’,

Founded by

CorporateGreed.co.uk

a.k.a.

Apathy Incorporated ©

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