The Masses
Six billion and counting
The acquiescent masses
The following crowds
Indiscernible faces of the hoi polloi
They are a mad multitude making the popular pick.
A peer-pressured populace.
So quick to forget the crimes of the majority –
Their flat Earth and revolving sun.
Laboured by the chore of choice the sheepish flock blinkered blind,
Bleating, bumbling beasts bored and bashful
Break their backs to be the better breed at the abattoir.
The life and times of the dumbed-down droves.
They are mad, I tell you.
A mad meandering mob of meagre minded morons.
They are mad to accept.
They are mad to find meaning in this meaningless paradigm pandemic.
They are mad not to be raging mad these gullible, feeble, phantoms of their id.
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yah neh
you sound upset. @Vus didnt you do something similar to this before?
very angry...
@GG yeah, i did