State of the dissidentsA Poem by PollaiIt starts with wordplay Lock you like dissidents Look at them now Over hear-say If we're presidents of our desires Then you're really puppet rulers Crafted to be admired Through the screams, it would seem The whole worlds consciousness Should be bursting at the seams But these dreams Just steady streams Subconscious imagery Telepathy, from corporate machines The subliminal No longer need messages Your uprisings Deemed irrelevant Let's eradicate the hate And safety for us all Starts with locked gates
Grown to love In a world of scams Everything they say, is all that I am They say The truth's too bitter Guess that explains Why my thoughts run basic © 2013 PollaiFeatured Review
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