The Scientific Cold

The Scientific Cold

A Poem by Diamond

The Scientific Cold


 

Billions of sheeple sleeping,

Under the plastic sky.

A barrel budges,

From the quiet of the scientific cold.

Diffuses lethal gases,

Deceptive and sinister.

Millions die to this lie.

Mayhem and Chaos established,

By powers that be, at work.

Now, THEM, voices the sky & says:

"Here's your order out of chaos!"

Another barrel budges,

From the same Evil smirk.

Raining down the needles filled,

With concoctions of lies.

How long will the sheeple sleep?

How many lies more will you believe?

 

 

06-01-21

 

© 2021 Diamond


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