It’s strange to watch… (poetry)

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… (poetry)

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

They say we were in… (poetry)

They say we were in

A perilous phase

So much information

It turned to a haze

But very quickly

It started to show

They all got a script

Received a memo

To hoodwink us all

And take full control

Not giving a care

Of the cost or the toll

With twirling nurses

All put in a trance

Graveyard like hospitals

The scene for a dance

As each day passes

It does not bode well

We must find a way

To break this cast spell

Our lives may just depend on it

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

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

It feels that it… (poetry)

It feels that it

Is getting more tense

As growing numbers

Seem to see sense

While it appears

We still have choice

You really should

Employ your voice

What’s going on

One can’t define

But all I can say

Is hold the line

There are those

Who admit defeat

They now step back

And will retreat

Because there’s more

To this sinister fight

It’s about our futures

And what is right

With propaganda

We’ve been saturated

And through big lies

Manipulated

But to what end?

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

While we work… (poetry)

While we work

Through all the stress

It may just seem

That it’s hopeless

Cornered in

They try to make

The truth appear

From something fake

Planting seeds

Of what comes next

Then lay the words

And the context

Within your mind

It does then stir

And not long after

Seems to occur

Because you knew

Well in advance

It helped to keep

You in their trance

Waiting to see

When they will give

The people back

A chance to live

But some won’t wait…

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

What they’ve done… (poetry)

What they’ve done

Is pure betrayal

And will now lead

To the biggest fail

While being inept

They did presume

And lacked the presence

To read the room

Because my friends

What’s happened here

Is more than just

Control through fear

They’re being told

Just what to do

To crush the lives

Of me and you

Because if data

And truth did lead

This great debacle

We wouldn’t need

Yet still we continue

The pantomime

But what we’re losing

Is more than time

It is our freedom

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

We’re told to try… (poetry)

We’re told to try

And do what we can

But the shit has really

Hit the fan

We’re in this together

A big fat lie

They swan around

And still deny

They haven’t got

A fucking clue

Of what is truth

Or what to do

The wildest claims

But no evidence

Shall have the direst

Consequence

A fallen nation

With no foe to see

Instead ground down

By tyranny

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

How is it that… (poetry)

How is it that

We came to be

Living within

A calamity

Of epic proportion

A delusion grand

It’s really a struggle

To understand

Quite how it is

Here we’ve arrived

Stuck in a plot

That’s so contrived

With no escape

Or end in sight

As it all crumbles

To just sit tight

And let the ones

Who led us here

Continue to reign

With lies and fear

Is that really the new normal?

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks