Wider are those eyes closer to full open.
Those once hazed,
With a focus directed...
On amusement and candied fantasies.
Bittersweet on tongues are messages tasted.
Messages nibbled...
From those who delivered them,
Considered once to be traitors, mavericks...
And patriots,
Carrying thick chips on shoulders...
And indifferent to steadfast policies.
Are now regarded as heros...
Who sacrificed their own lives,
To get others to 'see'.
'Get up off your knees and pay attention! '
Voices exclaimed,
From positions ostracized.
'You have been pre-conditioned by a doping done.
And duped to sleep like sheep.
Not one, not some...
But 'everyone'.'
Wider are those eyes closer to full open.
Those once hazed,
With a focus directed...
On amusement and candied fantasies.
'Get up off your knees and pay attention!
You have been pre-conditioned by a doping done.
Not one, not some...
But 'everyone'.'
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