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Democratic system
It is Sad to say
Conocrecy
Is the word
That I hear
When one listens
To Those voted in
With Promises
That no longer Apply
Unless
There be Profit
For them
And their kind
But for Us
There be scraps and crumbs
That Sadly
In Our Wilfull ignorance
And our
Stupidly
We Fight
To defend those
Who keep Us in chains
That are Always dressed
In the flesh
Of Promises to come
Just as long as
We Obey
Conocrecy
Is the word
That I hear
When one listens
To Those voted in
With Promises
That no longer Apply
Unless
There be Profit
For them
And their kind
But for Us
There be scraps and crumbs
That Sadly
In Our Wilfull ignorance
And our
Stupidly
We Fight
To defend those
Who keep Us in chains
That are Always dressed
In the flesh
Of Promises to come
Just as long as
We Obey
Published 29th Dec 2024
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