Freedom Of Fascism Poem by Poetical Analysis

The beauty of bureaucracy is the power of the myth

The equinox of the brutal truth of how bad this system really is

The fascist duty of the devoted, loyal, civil servant

You get it, cause they've done enough to justly & truly deserve it

Unrobe the judge, disarm the bailiff

Why?

Slavery, lynching, crack, al Qaeda; take your pick, you name it

Grinds, creeks, chugs, & squeals through the all time worst of crimes

'Just doing my duty' is this mantra of this liberated, citizen, patriot's state of mind

The beauty of bureaucracy is the power of the myth

The equinox of the brutal truth; it's really as bad as it really is

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