The dullard echoes back into the voices
chanting the same anthem
it has driven the crowd hoarse
yet they scream to make it worse
Complacent thought weighs
how it all appeases the once critical thought
If we tweak you in this way or that
we need you blind obedient lying flat
suppress that essential creativity from within
as if a new child in the breeze and sigh of spring
is destroyed through an emptiness a drought
where waste and envy have wrought
Silence the bold numb the soulful
assembly line pictures recopied repasted
tell us who we are among identities of a type
predictable like grinpop join political hype
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