These Words Poem by Ryan Sanders
These Words
These words have never been written
Suppressed because of the Inquisition
No longer can I lie here
Watching you live in fear
Do you hear the Whistling?
Help yourself out
Are you Listening?
You are never full of doubt
Are you tired of being Sedated?
We are ready to do some Augmentation
And it's close to becoming Belated
We can and will change our Condition
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