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© 2005, Roy Stucky

It's time to save your soul because this world is going to burn.
Two thousand years of warning but some people never learn.
The wool of sheep has grown so long it covers up their ears -
Too deaf to recognize that buzz proceeds from fleecing shears.

The ruin rubble empire casts a shadow on today.
The alchemy of power rots the stone back down to clay.
When despotism closes ranks with social planning clerks,
They'll scrutinize your mail and buy your boss with parking perks.

The air inside the bubble flares until it's nearly gone.
Advancing words consume resources shared but now withdrawn.
The air inside the bubble mocks the simple point of view.
The chains of chosen color clank a tune you think is new.

The martial metal age of honest knowledge men has dawned.
They say they come in peace and yet their sword is always drawn.
You're told that safety only lives inside the herd's applause.
Will you accept the limit lines and sign the coward's clause?

The air inside the bubble leaks out cracks you can't discern.
You fear the end is coming while you hope it's not your turn.
The air inside the bubble ties together every lung.
The chains of chosen color tangle links around the tongue.

The college knows that long ago all knowledge was destroyed.
The focus group at last declared all declarations void.
The hive production seismic pumping oozes down the cone.
The stylish booted barely suited buys her weight in stone.

The air inside the bubble now comes scented by champagne.
The drunks avoid the frightful higher functions of the brain.
The air inside the bubble has been tainted by disease.
The chains of chosen color will soon drag you to your knees.

The method-spawned devices serve the fist of cunning men.
When everyone agrees to bow then time itself will end.
The door's unlocked because the King of kings won back the key.
Select today the narrow way that truly sets you free.

The air inside the bubble leaves no place for you to hide.
The chains of chosen color pact a global suicide.
The air inside the bubble's shared with ten narcissistic kings.
The chains of chosen color shine like captive magic rings.

 
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