Force Fed Poem by Poetical Analysis

Who is held so near
In such sacred fear
That you'd never know they were here
The ones we feed just to disappear

FORCE FED, Is honor bound
You can hear it in its Most Definite sound
You can tell by how they are held down
......

(It's not over, yet)
(Here it goes, peace out)

.....
It hurts so much you can't fall to the ground

Under the straps of medical rape
The feeder above feels so safe
Trained even, in event, to use duct tape
& countless ways to personify hate

& when the feeding successful
It's time to grab the next fool
& work just like a tool
Until your appetite for trauma is full

They deemed they justly got us
It proves god's with them, they got us
They wish the world forgot us
But we say, 'force feed the POTUS! '