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"My room 101" V. Gerzhavskaya



Hello! Free verse poem. about control and anti-NWO thoughts. Some may not agree.

My room 101 is playing on repeat
Freedom is slavery
Being barked from the shadows
And echoing into my brain
Loose lips gossiping the terror
As it spreads like wildfire
Worldwide
The bottomless pit is being revealed
The censorship has set sail
With no anchor
Our minds synced together as one
Follow the herd
Or be outcasted
The only things we learned from distancing
Is the spaces between our brains
Fear is the teat we suckle
The ace in their hand
They manufacture it
Wholesale
We buy in bulk
Then there’s panic,
Panic turns us into zombies
Wearing trash bags
Disinfecting more then our skin
Governments dictating, tracing, tracking
We are foaming at the mouth
Listening with more than ears
Those of us that don’t drink the kool-aid
Hide in speakeasies
Communicating in code
Digitally we are bombarded
Fact checkers playing chess
The past erased
To distort the future
The footprints in the sand
Never come to a fork in the road
Mindlessly we abide onward
Making us feel guilty
Is a CIA tactic
To keep us oppressed
Agenda after agenda
You call it conspiracy
We are passing all your test
And hide behind all the propaganda
Drilled into us at a young age
Mind-control sweeping over the nations
Hate speech riddled with hate
Under the alias of woke
With duct tape over our lips
We breathe recycled air
In waves we sign up for vaccines
Hoping they will get our freedom back
We bounce around like pinballs
In their sick little game
The Technocrats drinking blood
Buying all the farmland
The 1% rules the puppets
All while our
Eyes fixated on screens
Shaming, blaming each other
Guilt is the new plague
Keeps us all slaves
We’re not questioning , never questioning
Agenda 2030 nine years early
The takeover was easier than they thought.