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The Many Become Few
So Many have left and for good reason
so many missing, important voices
tossed aside regardless of fault or not
DU is merely a shadow of its former self
those who look at it through honest eyes
know what they have really done
even if the deny any wrong-doing
claiming innocence whilst fully recognising
their obvious guilt laden complicity
these crocodiles happily smile
but crocodiles are not to be trusted
when they bite the bite down hard
regardless of injury or indeed, death
they kill for amusement working as a team
piling onto ther next recurring victim
such behaviour condoned or ignored
The feeding frenzy has lasted some 5 years
I was lucky I just lost my legs, some lost more
so much more at the hands of so-called elites
those arrogant egotistical forgettable
minute in stature and also in intellect
as in the world these things result from privilege
and undeserved status, many see through them
but too late the cry, unable to muster a defence
those who retreated were not cowards at all
they daily had to fight tooth and nail for their sanity
as this murder of crows embarked on their killings
No evidence accepted the inertia was/is palpable
the prosecutors furnished forged evidence and lies
and the crocodiles, as always, get of scot-free
The Opera remains clearly unfinished – The Fat Lady
has not yet lumbered/waddled up to the podium
about to be gagged despite the efforts of her foul
smelling gang of scurrilous scurvy knaves
by Captain Hook or the workings of a crook
they shall all be forced to walk the plank
All is not yet lost
if we chose to
Make DU great again
so many missing, important voices
tossed aside regardless of fault or not
DU is merely a shadow of its former self
those who look at it through honest eyes
know what they have really done
even if the deny any wrong-doing
claiming innocence whilst fully recognising
their obvious guilt laden complicity
these crocodiles happily smile
but crocodiles are not to be trusted
when they bite the bite down hard
regardless of injury or indeed, death
they kill for amusement working as a team
piling onto ther next recurring victim
such behaviour condoned or ignored
The feeding frenzy has lasted some 5 years
I was lucky I just lost my legs, some lost more
so much more at the hands of so-called elites
those arrogant egotistical forgettable
minute in stature and also in intellect
as in the world these things result from privilege
and undeserved status, many see through them
but too late the cry, unable to muster a defence
those who retreated were not cowards at all
they daily had to fight tooth and nail for their sanity
as this murder of crows embarked on their killings
No evidence accepted the inertia was/is palpable
the prosecutors furnished forged evidence and lies
and the crocodiles, as always, get of scot-free
The Opera remains clearly unfinished – The Fat Lady
has not yet lumbered/waddled up to the podium
about to be gagged despite the efforts of her foul
smelling gang of scurrilous scurvy knaves
by Captain Hook or the workings of a crook
they shall all be forced to walk the plank
All is not yet lost
if we chose to
Make DU great again
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