Coaxing my subconscious
Into accepting a proto era
Submit, beast! Lie down,
Gatekeeper! Let it all in!
I shift in my environment
Cutting the chance of change
By culling free variables
I no longer target taboos
Feeling persecuted? Trying
To liberate the masses
Hence we are assassinated
The first mind emancipated
Ideas are burned, abridged,
Mutated and redacted.
Until the message is obscured
And generations have passed
Lessons shall be repeated
Experiences revisited
Disinformation discarded
Manipulation uncovered
Diversion undermined
No giants on this causeway
Off the ladder, so small
Hope springs embryonic.
villemél 