realization.
Chaos swirls around
Tyranny seems inevitable
Toxic views injected into the Earth’s core
The air infected with an unavoidable virus
Touching is off limits
Practically forced inside
Unable to venture to new heights
Less than six feet is inexcusable
People standing around
Aimless
Directionless
Confused
Yet like zombies keep moving
You read what they tell you
You hear what they want you to hear
You speak how they expect you to speak
And reject opposing views
No matter how outrageous
Lacking in common sense
The message is clear
Conform
Or be excommunicated
Off the grid I go
Jon Harder
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