It’s really strange… (poetry)

It’s really strange

That some don’t see

Cause for concern

With died suddenly

Why so many people

Are now getting sick

But seemed to be fine

Through the ‘pandemic’

The healthy and young

And not of old age

Are now being used

To layer the stage

For further control

And they won’t relent

For their dreams of one

World government

But it truly is madness

And one they pursue

It’s more than your life

They are trying to screw

It’s time and the future

They are trying to steal

Deciding your thoughts

And what you should feel

But there comes a time

When deep in your soul

The alarm bell goes off

And you take back control

~

Of where this all goes

(c) MKW Publishing

It started with whispers… (poetry)

It started with whispers

When something began

There seemed to be holes

Revealed in their plan

Folk started sharing

Some on high alert

Seeing it coming

And tried to avert

The pending disaster

We saw was created

Warnings were given

And weren’t overstated

Instead they campaigned

To make people think

Whatever they wanted

While they did hoodwink

With media tactics

And sinister rules

Taking money and freedom

To treat us like fools

But it’s something more

And it’s almost unreal

Many now know

And can definitely feel

~

There’s a storm coming…

(c) K Wicks

It seems to be falling…(poetry)

It seems to be falling

And breaking apart

The house of lies

That was used to start

A coercive attack

And divisive move

With sinister purpose

Which now we can prove

Was used as a weapon

And fearful tool

To get their results

They had to fool

A number of people

And get them in hand

Reading the script

That they had pre planned

Because it would seem

That despite all the loss

The heartache and grief

They don’t give a toss

Yet something now happens

A few folks have stirred

And have realised

Just what has occurred

~

And how wrong it all really was

(c) K Wicks

In this world… (poetry)

In this world

Of make believe

Where you can check out

But never leave

So much is hidden

Yet plainly in view

It’s the bigger picture

They’re trying to screw

With tricks and traps

They try and confuse

To convince you that

It’s you who choose

This awful set up

And dystopian world

They want you caught in

And fully controlled

They’ve taken so much

But still want more

The future to be

Nineteen eighty-four

But hold on a moment

And back up the truck

You must think deep down

What the actual fuck

Is really occurring

In this twilight zone

The fate that is set for us

Now has been shown

~

And it aint looking pretty…

(c) MKW Publishing

Remember now… (poetry)

Remember now

In all the gloom

Within your mind

To make some room

So in the dark

No time to dwell

We must make haste

To break the spell

To not get caught

In all the fear

And have a focus

Something clear

A feeling maybe

Or thoughts of good

Some quiet time

To be calmly stood

And take a moment

From what you see

Get back to the point

Of just trying to be

~

Yourself

(c) K Wicks

They’re looking to squeeze …(poetry)

They’re looking to squeeze

Every last drop

Of your living soul

And they just won’t stop

It seems our lives

Have been forsaken

They will not give it

Power is taken

So before you give in

And may want to relent

It’s not run its course

And nowhere near spent

So gather your strength

For what is now right

When cometh the time

For freedom you fight

For that which you love

And do hold most dear

You’ll need a sharp focus

To look through all the fear

And see what it is

That they’re trying to hide

Work out where this goes

And then to decide

~

Which side you are really on

(c) MKW Publishing

So many now choose… (poetry)

So many now choose

To focus their thoughts

Efforts and time

To more than we’re taught

Because it would seem

That the system they teach

Is more to control

And gain greater reach

It’s not about learning

And indeed never was

But spreading their ethos

And ideals just because

It suited their purpose

To condition a nation

To give them the keys

To the whole population

So when the time came

It appeared in the bag

But as it unfolded

There seemed a big snag

It started as small

Then started to grow

Numbers got bigger

And started to show

Something was wrong

And not what they said

More started digging

And pulling the thread

~

And it all began to unravel

(c) MKW Publishing

Life has now taken… (poetry)

Life has now taken

A rather odd twist

A darkness that’s spreading

And one to Resist

The fabric of humans

Is under attack

Something’s now changed

There’s no going back

A new way is coming

Who knows where it ends

A need to stop wrongs

To then make amends

Before they take over

And mean we are spent

They want full control

In their plan to augment

And take what we are

To make something new

Discarding the old

And trying to screw

What has come before

And to make you forget

Accepting instead

Their buckled reset

But now is the time

With new eyes to see

And to think of a world

Where folks can be free

~

Don’t let it become a myth

(c) K Wicks

Give it some thought… (poetry)

Give it some thought

We now must insist

It’s not the great reset

But more Great Resist

Of the digital future

That’s all by design

With sinister rules

As they redefine

Normal and meaning

Replacing what was

Destroying and changing

It seems that because

They need us to follow

Be lost and forget

What they have done

And the plan they have set

But if you really gave thought

To what has occurred

Then deep in your mind

It at least should have stirred

Something that’s primal

And set in your soul

That the demons around us

Should not have control

~

The future depends on it

(c) K Wicks

A collective shift… (poetry)

A collective shift

Seems to have occurred

Within the deep souls

It’s awakened and stirred

A calling of sorts

As something draws near

A darkness of times

The threat becomes clear

That this is a fight

For humanity

While forces unknown

Try so desperately

To take what we have

Rearrange and disrupt

We are but mere pawns

In their realm of corrupt

They want all our thoughts

To be full saturated

And for you to accept

What they have now fated

But within this debacle

And calamitous mess

They lack so much heart

And seems so soulless

So we look for a new way

Outside of their plan

Hoping there’s still time

To do what we can

~

While it all seems a bit precarious

(c) K Wicks