Brainwash - Poem by M.E. Michaud
Have you ever stopped to think the world is a hoax.
That everyone has their own dimension,
Their own way to see the colors.
My blue the way I see it could be your brown,
But it is still blue.
We start the brainwashing at birth.
Life is a brainwashing assembly line.
We are all overuled by someone who tells us what to think,
And how to act.
Are chldren just a toy created for
Are we their way to mold the world into
Their own image?
We will never see the truth;
The truth is too far gone.
We have worked our brainwashing system,
And it cannot be corrected.
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