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In a world of Cause and Effect,
I fear the man behind the scene than the man in it,
But humanity is too hollow,
They celebrate the casts more than the authors.

Heroes are false,
The rich are poor,
Rulers do not have thrones,
Money has no value.

Kings are puppets,
The poor make it to Forbes,
Because to be truly powerful is remaining unknown...

History is directed by the Victor,
He who wins a war wields the pen,
Who cares about the fallen?
The loser is always painted with horns,
Like Osama, Like Hitler, like Saddam Hussein.

The whole system is based on lies,
The aim is to enslave humanity.
Like Religion, like wars, like fortresses,
All is a scheme;
But humanity is too hollow,
Man is too humble, too foolish,
They can't even interpret my poems,
They don't enjoy it because their minds are too bleak,
Too old-fashioned,
Too withdrawn from the rhythm and tempo of time,
They live behind the future...

Intellectualism is deceased,
They've failed to resist this disease,
This brainwashing,
Refuse to picturesque life beyond this retarded scope of existence
Where Religion and Social Media is a chip
Planted in our heads to fool us off the grid of reality.

Poets talk about nakedness and breasts,
They satisfy desires more than they satisfy curiosity,
They speak of Jesus and God,
Heaven and Hell,
Adam and Eve,
Which is but a scheme
And a farce not necessary if we should stay woke
From this hypnosis.
Do they even understand me?
They're still lagging behind,
Still moving from Egypt to the Promised Land,
Still building the Tower of Babel,
Still accompanying Christ to Golgotha,
They're still dreaming...

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