The strangest days… (poetry)

The strangest days

In which we exist

With instinct telling us

We must resist

Because my friends

It would appear

That those who rule

Want to through fear

But all my thoughts

Say resist we must

And be very careful

Just what to trust

We’re being pushed

Into a new age

With unknown forces

Setting the stage

Desperately now

With lie after lie

Trying to make us

Give up and comply

With their dastardly plan

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

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