21/09/2024
We have lost
A.A
Imagine a world
No don't it's here
Things you do
And things that appear
Are all done by people
Acting like god
To manipulate fate
You are, but you are not
Secret whispers,
Messages you subconsciously see
You will do
As predictions be
And all will fall
In to place
And sacrifices
And those that are safe
And those with webs
And the puppeteers
And the ventriloquists
And the spy stalkers
Evil physics students,
Cruel psychs and the doctors
They are looking at you now live, looking for scopes
To cause,
Embarrassing touches to throat tide in ropes. Things cultivated for later.
Only you know, only you
They Guilt you about shame you hide
Guild that they place inside
Guild you hold from secret abuse
Hypnotic states to which you are induced
You know but you don't know for sure
Reason for anger, in fear dimmed in isolated you endure
Things people won't understand
Control over you, through what you endure
and you are submitting
To the slightest fear
Invoked from some where close, some where near
Preventing or leading to acts but as if it's your decision
But it certainly was not
It was high intelegence precision
Of secret harrasment of the subconscious
With what is barely hearable, blended among us
But only in your wordless thoughts do you know it's a state unbearable,
by family loved on the outside,
but when they are gone secretly treated with hate.
Harassment Undetected
as your ego has not come into terms
with secret poked pride
And so the slightest fear will Prevent your minor acts,
act that lead to your rights, Act that makes you in control, some how you refrain
You stop, you divert, or look the other way,
Like it was your decision
But it certainly was not
You say in your mind
what out loud you were to say
Like you are pressured in to exclusion today
But that was never your way, you would once participate, now threats while talking is a norm and stays.
Why?
Induced Flight over fright In the most relaxed thought
Swayed around till
control of your acts in full motion.
Control of your acts, Control of you acts
You feel like you want to fight it
But they are one step ahead.
One step ahead, How do you fight it? When the answers have been fed? I am unsure if to write it.
You will say their calculated words
They will Control of your acts
Your hands will doubt, hands will be tricked, hands do as designed, though you think it's your acts and ink
As control of your acts seep
in till bleak
Breathing, palpitation, dilation, salvation
Fear, anger and more
Are used as strings to control your outside
And bodily inside too,
To exert pain excruciating as death, yes to you then you see to your child, the same jolt through the arms that drove you wild.
Doctors then prescribe to you heart medication
But it was manipulation from the hedge,
A boy told to make a threatening grunt, instability now in me, fear in my head, then a lady used torture methods tech, in secret as she wants, This happens at night to me and In the morning, it seems that I've forgot.
You will be asking god what on earth has happened, when will it stop
God, I want them sacked, I want them dead, but I do pray for their kids and their bread, in a few decades they will not have power and only records of what they did will flower.
Is this the world Where you live?
What if it is
What if you are
In moderation
Or events concur
Your Acts commence but reasons blur
Revolutionary motives
They all deter
And on the other side of the planet
Revolutionary words secretly placed
In the minds of the hungry
Leading them to ways
To cause commotion
Bloody war and death
For a few captions
Maybe you have read.
You will know more
In decades to come
Records now hidden
Smeared with blood.
