someone
somehow
give me POWER
to wield
from the
slacks of suburbia
dont try
feed me
fried IGNORANCE
for lunch
in the
drive-thru happy-hour
and dont
lube up
&
slip in RELIGIONS
tired
airport
fiction
thats parole forever
cos shit
&
damn it
we done
sleep walked NUMBED
into
a cheap
paper-back dystopia
happy
with new
promises
of more
Star Wars extravaganzas
from downwithtyranny.blogspot.com - Idiocracy
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