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"2020 CE", 2020


Author: Rex Gold
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"2020 CE", 2020



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The devalued year of
Protect Your Essence
Fear, manipulation, complacency,
wisdom, right back to surprise;
all of them make the guest list.
If you couldn't remember dreams
then you seemed asleep but restless
as bullshit mismanaged it's own direction.

Many held a gift of anger
Crowd stops a speeding tanker
Crowds move like a boss.
Crowds get played with:
The workers
clean up merchandise
they clock in to sell.
Creating more tension
and anger-
Life is danger-discomfort
while your cells war for you
as if a ventilator were never present.

The nightmare.
Caused by
an unhappy year.
The hammer.
Made by a worker
The glue.
Made by a worker
The tree.
Cut down by a worker
The mask.
You know the rest.

Flames to floods
For such a terrible movie
Everyone is apart of the cast.
Everyone divorced from routines
Everybody relying on trade factors.
The rent eats first
with less
medical assistance available.
Beirut exploded
Heroes died appearing healthy
A more disappointing place to live in
Imperialism continued
The apologists began lockdown
As people fought over
leadership selection.
More animals die - in Australia
Hindus face Muslims
Flames to floods.
No one will ever change
according to
bloody human nature
on a Doomsday timeline.
Many cannot care
about things that aren't profitable
And odds are against many
like a shiny slot machine.
Luxurious laziness continued,
toilet paper all about the profit
Like a limitless power over society
as the bodies dropped - from potential.

Panic buying for dummies;
ego outsmarts consumerism
terrified of the future
Nervous sweating
Everybody can see the soot.
As you look yourself
in the eye--
As lip service is paid
As debts are socialized
for firms to be bailed out.
Freedom to do what?
Change the situations?
Change fireworks at random times?
As time moves on
The sun sets another day

I can recall my best year
To be alive
This year speaks like a boss:
"Write that down! Write that down!"
As I'm trying to hold a beer,
while half of it still felt surreal.

It took shape
into it's final form.
And there was still..
Four months to go.

Cursed and wanting us
to know it.
I saw all of them worry
with no shame to show it

What the fuck is wrong
with correcting oneself
to not damage the planet?
Civilians still got it
emotional over humanity
All that Loosh passing thru gravity

Then another rose, to their own demise
The desperation to escape survival mode
all in these people's eyes.


2020 CE






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