Negative talk & controlling minds,
While flaunting, greedy signs,
Will only create future binds.
Media & rulers,
Only dealing out, the worst they can,
Those receiving, that made up wisdom,
Eventually, will create, their own plan.
When you never had, or will,
Big figures, are just words, to you,
For survival & protection,
Is what you live to do.
Degrading humans, A serious mind game,
Electronic, twenty-four-hour stalking,
Changing their identity,
To pass words & pets names.
In A game of cards,
You may try to watch & follow,
The dealer's hand,
Always remember, who cut our cards,
In the original plans.
Tom Maxwell ©
6/13/2019 AD
11: am
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