Poetry {38} ~ TOTALITARIAN TIPTOE

The world is on road to a totalitarian tiptoe

Who is your friend or foe?

How can we really know?

Isn’t that so?

I mean, aren’t we already past the precise of the edge of the broken cup

Be a good boy or girl, shut up the fuck up

Say nothing

Censor your something

Sit down

If you don’t do as we say, you’ll drown

When we show you the government’s flag, fake that smile from a frown

Leaders high on their delusional power

Turning the world’s beauty into sour

They confiscated my land and property

Under the guise of building a new world

When many of us found ourselves under the table curled

Snitching on him

Our neighbour tim

Masks on, drink your fluoride water, inject yourself, become a bot, repeat after us, breathe in the fumes, papers nice and steady

Now you are ready

They took all of what was left

Cameras watching, spying criminals behind cameras of theft

Isn’t that what we wanted?

Sitting by whilst our freedoms were haulted

Then they came for me

And there was no one left to speak out for thee.

~DiosRaw 21/04/21

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