Propaganda Circus – Original Poem

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By Mark A. Leon

Bad cough
Laid off
Look out the infection is here

Not disease
Nor illness
Not economic
Not faith or politics

Ignore the instance
Assume it’s nonsense
Play dead or spread the tears

Don’t think
It’s overrated
It’s a propaganda circus just waiting for you
Speak your mind
Or at least what is left inside that messed up head

Have a drink
Do some meth
Eat a cookie, but make sure it’s cooked just right
Have a shot
Cheers, to the end of the world
Make sure you check back in with the glory days before the black cloud dims the lights
We all know that is when all was good
Jesters were kings
Greased hands were blessed by the pom poms of desire

This is our time
This is now
Welcome to the propaganda circus

Scream conspiracy
Louder, louder, louder
Pillage the kingdom
Anarchy or the lazy version to most
Make a statement; make no sense
It’s all a part of the subplot playing inside your silly head
Blame them all and stand proud at your victory, for there is blame for everyone except you, your royal highness and king
Welcome to the propaganda circus

It will all end soon
It just takes one button; one proclamation and all will be done
Rush out now
Build that ark
For soon, the floods will come and cover up this crazy little thing called life and our play, the “Propaganda Circus”

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