has become a commodity
not free of charge, both
electric and magnetic, joins
the dance of pandemonium
a pack of emotions infecting,
nerves gone awry cloaked with
dizziness pains and ails, racing
pulse, sweating, heart throbbing
but not unrequited love
a severe state of mind, graduated
from fear and phobia uncontrolled,
easy prey for manipulating politicains
to induce the mob, the people
yet terrorist scts must be dealt with
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