Theodora (Theo) Onken
They call themselves Warriors...
But believe drugs and greed are their core
A conspiracy(ring) of like minded for too many years
Who always seem to want much, much more;
Their you sit seemingly stoic in your 'Darkness'
Brazen as the day is long...
Sharpening your talons for yet another day
Of this ever continuing WRONG! ;
Conjuring up much more wickedness - underhanded
Perhaps to ply upon your test examples 'few'
Hoping to alter, yet again, their brain receptors
Into 'falling' actions that please 'all of you';
I remember YOUR words back in 2005 - dear spokeswoman
You stated i would: 'fall again'
A Bournemouth native - lover of 'fluffy bunnies'
You have always been out to win via the route of sin! :
What with your around the globe drug trade
And your business of trying to alter - we, the few
With a lot of help from your 'ELF-LIKE buttons...
Keeps you busy with your: SHIRT -like Brew! ! !
Would it surprise you to know doll
That we have garnered all of the names
Of the rest of the actors in your long crime spree
In this way too long lasting: 'Other Peoples Money' game?
For you see the 'RIGHT' people have put two and two together
Connecting the dots from your part of the world to different states
California, Minnesota, Connecticut, to name but a few
Believe that your posted clues are a bit too late! ! ;
YOU are now in the: Hot Seat hiding smugly in your brassiness
Under a guise of your so called: 'art and poetic word? ? ? '
All enveloped there in the UK but oh, your actions & tales
Have NOW begun reverberating 'ALL' around the world! ! !
By, Theodora Onken
This is about years and years of sorrow and victimization
Of living in a 'gold fish bowel' with NO privacy
Always having a way in and a way out(The bad guys)
Altering minds and bodies and emotions
Actors coming into lives to entice...
All for their eventual gain...
This is a World_wide conspiracy...
Great Britain, California, Oregon, Minnesota, New York, Virginia, North Carolina, Florida etc.
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
It's about being fed up and having ENOUGH! ! ! ! ! ! !
Dedicated to: Elizabeth M. B of Seattle and surrounding areas!
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