There’s bound to be…
Terrorism/and schism/thriving on in droves…
It’ll be…
Pilfered/ripping/ramshackle/device rolling on...
Through irrelevant walls…
It’s sad it’s literal…
Extortion of opinion…
It’s more political…
So it goes… right/over/my/head…
Who’s the enemy?
Do one and one make three?
That’s the question…
It’s right/directly/underneath/our nose…
Land/scape(s)/overrun/by tanks/ crash through
The dead meat
Panic/stricken/nay-sayers /got just what
They paid for…
And keep paying for…
It’s taken literal…
The conquest for deception…
Fear is subliminal…
And it goes… right/into/our/heads
Who’s the enemy?
Do one and one make three?
That’s the question…
That’s right/directly/underneath/our nose…
Scape/goat/tattooed devils/take to the sky…
The perpetual myths will not die…
It’s not debatable…
When fact yields phantom fiction…
It’s fucking pitiful…
That it’s drilled/right/into/our/heads… does one and one make three?
That’s the question…
I wonder…?
Who’s the enemy?
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