Submissions by 420tocamana (Charlie.)

Truth

Is
The new

Hate crime.

Day one,
learned to taste air,
name given, no choice, followed rules, no choice, here or anywhere.
Coveting all seen,
Never transparent, opaque faces that passed eyes, smiling fake tan smiles, swallowing their lives away,
It's free.
Footprints flowing , ebbing, leaving unspoken prints off , Our journeyed path, guided by our Manna,
Serenity equliberates all, finding peace as we fall,
only to surmise to ourselves.
    That we are ,
' The best skilled impersonators.'
  

Who are the puppet masters who controls the dangling strings?
Who controls the global currency whilst our world has fallen apart?
Who controls the central banks around the world?
Who controls governments ?
Who are we actually at war with?
The Rothchilds.
     How many times has Trump turned and used their own weapons back on them?
What is the one thing the Rothchilds have used to control worlds currency and governments?
  The US Dollar.
The Rothchilds puppets got us off the gold standard many years ago ,
Then made the world's currency, ...

Enters the room ,
Deep Cleopatra eyes,
Enchanting smile as wide as the Nile.
Dancing on Pavlova's feet,
Dainty as a sprite,
Little Aqua tootfish,
Trys to talk to all that greets,
Only little squeaks .
Like a Chinchilla,
Chased by a fox,
Little squeaks omit from her voice box.
That don't bother us,
Not one bit at all,
' Cause now we're learning sign language,
We're gonna have a ball.
We'll talk until her eyes begin to set,
It will be goodnight to all,
Tomorrow will all be set.
   

Hessian covers my new born self,
Conveyor belts of babies side by side,
Hessian covers stifling their cries.
Mothers to weak after given birth, no strength to walk the earth.
One year two months baking in the far Eastern sun,
Outgrew my cardboard box ,
Promoted to a basket, all the time clutching my little Hessian blanket.
Till my adoptive parents took me away , having a great life till I heard him say....those haunting words that fill me this day.
Only in time to regret but said,
" Why did I pick the bastard with the hessian scratched...