everything and everyone is suspect
motives abound with everyone
hidden meanings everywhere
even on cereal boxes
to lead the masses to their
intended goals
patriotism is the last refuge
of scoundrels
so they fly their flags
create jingoistic films
slant the jargon of the day
until the legion of the mind
numbed are saturated with
pure unadulterated horse dung
its a science of mass mind control
cadence of speech, images to evoke
desired responses within the
sleeping beast known as
a nation.
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