Let the slack fall
Running deep
And running long
Exposing all
And swallowed down.
Straight as a razor
The truth is a straight line
Held in the hand of evil men
Cutting in
And cutting off.
As predictable as the sun
The blame and the cure
Always pointing back
To what they want
Nothing but sheep
Led by the nose
Never looking up
To see
And know.
Doubled down
And tripled over
The stakes are raised
Higher and higher.
Emboldened by the silence
Evil men conspire
Anything to win
In a cataclysm of fire.
Beastly predators
Always crouch in the brush
Sprinting up
From behind
And below.
Killing the unsuspecting
Unprepared
And undefended
Fill with hate
And bottomless cruelty.
Fake heroes
And fake glory
Elevated on purpose
Violent and dumb.
Turn them off
And watch you back
Opening your eyes
To the truth
Behind the glass.
Always ugly
And always jealous
Burning with hatred
Allowed to win
Over and over again.
Red October
A hundred years or more
A coalescence of beasts
Joined by
A mutual contempt.
But the power of lies
Is already fading
Because no one believes
What they know
Is not true.
The time is nigh
And the door knob rattles
Not a minute too soon
For the good
And the damned.
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