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Spider Web
A web woven, intent on deception
We are the insects ensnared,
Injected with venomous lies
Eaten alive; perish now with integrity,
The cotton threads are our tombs
Where the execution commences,
Slaughtering the weak, the venom blooms
Blighting the minds to poison all truth
Root of all malice enters the wombs;
Next of kin regurgitates, opening wounds
To insert their parasites,
Nesting in the tissues of the vulnerable,
The impressionable youth, unwillingly
Distorting aphorisms, coddled in ignorance
Since it's a concept we cannot refuse

© William Robert Death