While time passed

And most did sleep

We thought the unknowing

Would be the sheep

But there was a twist

Turns out it’s big

They weren’t to be sheep

But instead guinea pigs

For their new system

A sinister regime

What we see now

A dystopian scheme

It’s for your safety

And pretense of health

Just for that last

Huge transfer of wealth

It’s part of their job

To try and confuse

What you think is real

By using the news

They own it all

Of that we are clear

And they want your life

To be ruled through fear

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Oh, and a digital tracing system for every transaction of your life

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

There feels a turning

Of the tide

The time has come

To pick a side

Do you support

What now does seem

Like a clearly planned

And new regime

Ransoming freedoms

Through veiled threats

To control our lives

What are the bets

They’ll let that go

Or step aside

So much corruption

We know they’ve lied

From the start

Yet many follow

The full bullshit

But we can’t swallow

What they’re doing

And what they’ve done

A reckoning

Is what must come

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

The time to question

Has come and gone

Each day does pass

And life goes on

They keep on pushing

And want to snap

The will and hope

By setting a trap

But mostly folk

Are tired and strained

So much is lost

And little was gained

How could we have

Known to preempt

We’d be treated

With such contempt

By our own no less

The ones we chose

Who stole our lives

And won’t disclose

The truth

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

In this place

We have arrived

How it occurred

Was so contrived

Mingling all the

Lies and fact

Planning predicting

How we’d react

The more we agreed

The tighter the screws

They don’t want us

Being able to choose

But we are not property

Or theirs to rewrite

So some are compelled

To stand up and fight

Resisting the storm

The pressure is high

To end this debacle

We can only try

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

Just when you thought

It couldn’t get worse

With more yet to come

It seems so perverse

Like clash of the titans

They’re pulling the strings

We’re tied in like puppets

Played with like things

However you swing it

We should realise

The conditions are set

To dehumanize

That which we are

And what came before

Making existence

Somewhat of a chore

Without any joy

A darkness draws near

And one they allow

Through persistent of fear

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Try and look through the facade

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

What now we see

And understand

Is they built a house

On shifting sand

Precariously

If one brick goes

The rest will fall

Like dominos

And now we are

In quite a bind

As all these lies

Are intertwined

That’s why they work

So very hard

To twist our thoughts

They do bombard

The system and senses

With constant news

True or not

It’s there to confuse

Because they know

Just what to do

To get behaviour

From me and you

But think of a time

Before this mess

Of different thoughts

And far less stress

It’s not a distant memory

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

It’s strange to watch

And really see

Them changing the face

Of reality

With careful stories

They did choose

To sway our thoughts

And create the news

Like in a movie

That one They Live

Comply and obey

It’s all predictive

What only last year

Did seem so absurd

But now we are fated

As part of the herd

But from what’s coming

None are immune

A plan is in motion

And one to fine tune

Because it’s not certain

And not set in stone

They want us to feel

Hopeless and alone

It’s part of the plan…

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

It seems so set

And is their plan

To destroy what we had

And do what they can

To watch and monitor

Each step and breath

Throughout our life

From birth to death

And while they watch

From cradle to grave

With every system

We become their slave

They’ll try and stifle

What we think and feel

And try and tell us

Just what is real

Because dear friends

They don’t want to see

People with choices

And thinking free

That much has become clear

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks