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It reigns, It pores, freedom abhors
the tentacled conglomerate
The yin, the yang, where forged chains clang
as We Sheeple chomp on Its bit
Endowed at birth We seek our mirth
quest Happiness, Life, Liberty
Our Sheeple’s pen, Devil’s bargain,
exchange freedom, security

Social Contract freedoms contract
as all balance on knife’s sharp edge
Fight, “Might Makes Right,”  false black and white;
Its genesis benign alleged
Olde Strong Man Rule, Cro Magnon drool
Magna Carta quite auspicious
Democracy it’s been decreed
Great Guardian ‘gainst lawlessness

The common folks, our lore invokes,
protected by Its expansion
but all details It now entails
with We Sheeple’s abdication
A Safety-Net should not be nest
for those of us with wings to fly
A healing place, ’tis no disgrace,
lest hale-hearty there do abide

It preaches lie It will provide
wants grand and wee of We Sheeple,
but It does grow consuming bones
that leaves spineless We The People
It reigns, It pores, freedom abhors
the tentacled conglomerate
The yin, the yang, where forged chains clang
as We Sheeple chomp on Its bit.