They`ll blame you before they blame,
Themselves.
Anoint their chosen few.
Run the propaganda machine relentless,
Across the internet,
To puny self-vested individuals.
Who`s zooming who!
We click on apps.
To divide us.
Hide us,
Protect us,
More proudly!
Or hound us?
And finally, reject us!
The wobbly brigade,
Are always within earshot,
Of suppression.
White-suited, bleached 99%,
Clean and clear,
Of any democracy,
Going forward!
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