The Matrix Poem by Gert Strydom

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Life has come to a very strange point
where the media and regimes want to force you,
to the views that they do hold and this do disjoint
the freedoms that have been held as true:

where some are opposed to an omnipotent God,
to the sanctity that marriage holds,
to freedom of speech dysfunctional and odd,
where cancelling of any other point of view enfolds,

where in cancelling of a person the system excel,
with companies following each other's tricks,
they twist reality like how they want things to tell
where I am not talking about politics,

they are against absolute truth; to be politically correct,
they force politics into it to speak and act as they do expect.

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Where over all freedoms the Matrix wants control:
as if nothing, even possessions do to you belong,
where it at first does you into its direction cajole,
If you start to oppose this the first reaction is not strong,

but secretly the Matrix does you shadow-ban,
more vehemently express its untruths in your face,
do try to entice you away in any way it can.
Later some of its vile actors try you to disgrace.

In a false reality work, property and intellect
are being exploited, controlled, used and they do abuse
to reach as they do deem fit the right effect,
while nowhere for this a person did choose.

To keep us busy the one crisis follows another,
so that we do not about personal things bother.

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Even religious institutions do to this commit:
stating that a person cannot work under authority:
over character express lies with great poise and whit,
from an institution like a church people deem it truth to be.

where this deems the target in their eyes powerless:
in total poverty, without views and own authority
and still these people do want God them to bless,
as if they acted how He wants things to be,

while nothing can undo a life that had been wronged,
do give any absolution for vehement acts,
as people evil at heart, to a holy institution belonged,
with within its ranks among each other raging attacks,

are before the world utterly high and holy,
where people do only a twisted perspective see.

4
In life the news, views and media is computer-controlled,
where almost everything do spy on you and me,
with so-called fact-checkers enrolled
to assert a chosen point of view as reality,

where any opposing view-points are deleted,
that only how the Matrix deem is expressed,
while the fact-checkers in a way are conceited:
do deem that their actions do to something noble attest,

the society and not the individual counts
and if the individual keeps on opposing,
actions at first to cancellation amounts:
especially if your are their oppression exposing,

while this of enslavement is a kind,
where they want to control the body and mind.

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If your opposition is followed and set,
the Matrix wants it in any way to go away,
are afraid others will the same resistance get,
and they will arrest you if they cannot you waylay.

You are then deemed as dirty, vile and evil,
while they have already taken away you voice,
as if somehow you are out to set people blood to spill
and if you act by principle, by choice,

and people start to view you as a martyr, and valiant,
they will find a way to secretly kill you,
deem it as suicide with your views being abhorrent,
while the Matrix carries its views through:

are set to find more people before they oppose,
before they can their views opposing compose.

[Poet's notes: If you think this is not real look at Julian Assange and Andrew Tate, they are prime examples of this.

If a person want to politics attest: the Biden-laptop do also bring truth to this, but the poet choose to be apolitical.

Note that the poem is written to support Freedom of Speech to which every person has a God given right as well as Freedom of Choice and all the other freedoms that a constitution to attest.

Where both Assange and Tate are free to believe as they do want to, where the poet do not deem them to be either right or wrong.]

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© Gert Strydom