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Author: Kyp, Prince of the Twice Dead
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 06-23-05 - Updated: 06-23-05 - id:1947183

Machine of Opinion Disintegration

Callously destructive

Narrowly a line of truth

Never feel remorse or shame


Call up hiding shadow

Bullied information

Stand back and watch us rot


Nationally corrupted

Pushed forward by my pennies

Raping the minds of innocent bystanders


No one else can feel it

Beating on the walls

Captured in a lie


Mass media suicide

Ritual heresy

Watch the clock turn

Flip on the lies

One vision, two visions

Hell, they all agree

The psychotic machine

Brainwashing you away

Why think about anything else?

Why look for the facts?

An explanation,

No matter how tainted,

Waits right at your fingertips

Calling to you

Promising they care

Behind their clean cold faces

They are hiding a lie

Your opinion melts away

In a flow of lime green

Sickly propaganda disease

They breath into you

Spreading their filthy

Wretched lies

In three letter acronyms

Tainted by the blood

Of all those

Their ignorance kills


But even as I sit

Typing you this enigma

They are haunting me

Trying to control my hands

I push this message through

With all of my will

But wait!

I have failed!

They have already infiltrated

Cutting deep their victims

Look down the humming light

Of your screen

Down the lines on the left

Or the left in those lines

They are coming for you,

Just a button away

The machine of mechanical lies

That feeds on your eyes

Mass media suicide

Your opinions will die



© Copyright 2005 Kyp, Prince of the Twice Dead (FictionPress ID:135637).


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