A bunch of fucking mental-case Ogres
Armed with plumber’s tools traverse the landscape,
And beat to death anyone who doesn’t
Show his gov’t ID. Are you an Ogre?
You think you’re safe because the passwords,
Listed on your computer are secure;
He lies wounded in bed by the door,
When you pass you hear the threatening monotone,
Of his unendurable questions ring,
Tamed and trained to kill. But he asks why?
Have you never heard the children scream,
Philosopher, look I brought a mirror,
Are you now prepared to look closely?
We can see together why they kept you,
Alive all these years? To make an
Example of when the light has died.
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Copyright 2024 Jeffrey Merk
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