Big fucking deal, about 

your sacrificing sheepiness

of rescue ranger superhero.

Career victim, like COVID,

you dazzled when they gazed

down at you with sympathy.

Pucker up then pout as you play-up

their pattern to protect and help the 

poor, broken apex predators. 

Waiting for the perfect instant,

crimson, sinister scarlet stains 

inside your sweater said it best.

You slaughtered me, I'm soaked

in burgundy, murderous; so what

is perilous when the system we

defend was designed to defeat

us and break our spirits—BUT,

we assume that it is broken,

because it's fucking obvious, isn't it?

Our governments love us, so much,

they will always save us, from the

very same destruction they designed

to divide, conquer, and erase us. 

Open up your eyes, just think it over,

research their double-edged details,

familiar strangers with the same secrets,

a speck of seasonal sky spray is soon

breaking news as senseless storms 

siren their assault during CNN's 

Apocalypse Atlantic that became 

another buzzword bent on barricading

the one-percent that are patient.

Integrity, and authenticity separate us

from the same CEOs that enslaved us.

Hey sibling sister family, brethren,

bratya bruv, aunty, behn-ji, president,

professor, mom, and sometimes maybe,

my neighbours—we are human family.

Isn't it about time that manmade concepts

excused themselves quietly then fell off

the ticking stock market cyanide,

that drooled every time it discussed depopulation?

Return to knowledge, seeker of truth,

or risk the scar of that resistance, the 

very same poison their piety's built on.

Best make the most of the mask that beat us,

this bat season steam will scare us, but it cannot take our focus.

Real faith is rarely shaken, so take the bait or beat the stakes.