This way of thought

They’ve laid on thick

We ‘re all gonna die

That rhetoric

Thinking of dangers

Round every turn

It’s conditioning

They want us to learn

And know our place

In their new world

Where we’ll be watched

And all controlled

Being hooked up

And integrated

If you think for yourself

You’ll be berated

Because my friends

It seems through fear

And propaganda

It would appear

They’ve turned some folk

Against their own

Right from the start

The seeds were sown

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And have been well tended ever since

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks