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Dystopian Hotdog , Doomsday Rant
Food.
Well sustained'.
Life giving nutria.
(nature)
nurturing
(naturing).
taken for granted here
in the fat, prissy sub'urps.
Imagine unavoidable famine.
Such are things possible to come.
Stealing crusts. Stealing any edible found
in our nuked countryside(s). The after-math.
Perhaps the ultimate Aftermath.
No body left to be stealing, or be
stolen from.
"The End is Near" "The End be Nigh" The
street prophets been squealin',whilst being shot
like cans on a log, via Martial Law troops, and true
patriot volunteers
Hell.....just What can any-One do?.
Unite! (get guns & lots'o ammo, and), fight, kill !
Human life has become most cheap.
Human life is bleeding from every hole.
Hemorrhaging from every pore.
O, motherfucker. It's come to this.
All be decimated, so that all who
come out of the primordial whatever
missing that recessive gene that makes
(Eden impossible)
Our Selfs the deluded, destroying,
being their own self-pro'posed
assumption that they/we are.
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I hate having poems of this ilk come slithering out of me.
Don't You, cupcake?
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