The More Things Change…

by on May 2, 2021 :: 0 comments

Remember when
the beast
was still approaching?

All the hours,
all the days,
all the years
spent in preparation?

It’s called black boots,
baby, darling,
sugar pie, sweetheart,
& there’s not a damn thing
about them treading
on our necks.

I told you so
a thousand times
and more

about the New World Order
and all its
sold out

editors note:

Shined in sweat and blood; beware the beastie boot. – mh clay

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