In Plain Sight:

Feudalism
Kings and Queens
Feudal protectionism
Nothings changes
The peasants still working the lands
Just a different delineation
Same old game, same old rules
Only dressed better
And using shower gel
Capitalism, a living lie
Communism in disguise
Is not a name change required
Neo-feudalism, protecting the 1%
Everyone living in copy-paste homes
Driving fancy cars
They’ll never own
Life in hock to the government
Taxes for nothing
And no more
Paying the regime slaves
Civil servants, nothing civil in that
It’s in the name
Servants to the crown
No matter who’s wearing the hat
Replacements to be, arriving in boats
Immigration a corporate lie, a defection
Cheap labour for jobs you’re too good for
Or so you’re told
Propaganda prognosticated
Make the populace insecure
And live in fear
Ask no questions
Hear no lies
See no evil
And just watch your phones
Managed by them
Dept now your prerequisite
A way of life
Installed from birth
A leveraged hell on earth
Constant payouts
Whether you like it or not
300 Trillion owed worldwide
I ask to whom
Governments they have no money
And the Banks one equals ten
Like Jesus and the fish, a miracle
Hands in pockets
Nothings left
Do you get the picture yet
Or are you too blind to see
Ignorance it’s never an excuse
When the writings on the wall
Out there hidden
In plain sight

the Dyslexic Poet™🎩
“your Sacred Clown”

Original words and thoughts penned of heart & mind of:
©Warren Mace, A.k.a the Dyslexic Poet™
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