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Stage Prop

Stage Prop

Try to set a stage, hope for a rage,
Use me as a prop, plan is a flop,
It's an act I cannot hear, honest and sincere,
I am deaf to the chaos, I feel the loss,
Of my liberty and my freedom of speech,
The need to impeach the power,
While it devours the truth, they love to spoof,
Without proof, but now I have a broken tooth,
Here is the scoop, they are interested in poop,
They have no class, as time seems to pass by,
I don't want to die, with one life to live,
I have plenty to give, there is no need to take,
And be fake because I am now aware,
That it's unfair, to use and abuse,
To be amused, sadistic game,
A frame with too much cheating,
I take the beating, but am I defeating?
Only time will tell, it seems that people sell,
Their souls to the devil, that's the level of deception
It's a clear perception without a connection.

 

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Marion

The world can seem like an alien place sometimes and our own kind an alien species ...Nice write 🌻

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Gwendoline

Hi Jason, I sensed a detachment from society in this piece. Seeing the wolf dress in sheep’s clothing perhaps. For we are deceived and distracted for most part. A clever write 
Gwen x 

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