They had an idea

If you will, a plan

Something quite dark

To see if they can

Change the world

That came to be

For a new purpose

And reality

Taking our time

And wanting more

Letting the past

Become merely folklore

A long time coming

From its inception

So many complicit

To achieve the deception

That we now see

Before our eyes

It’s no longer something

They can disguise

Whatever their goal

They seem rather late

As if it’s collapsing

Under the weight

And desperately now

Their cast their new net

Wanting their future

And for you to forget

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All that came before

(c) K Wicks