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At a Platform’s Discretion 

Here she sits

The digital world

Waiting for her

 

Enter

Enter and explore

 

Walk down the halls

Join the rooms

Chat with its occupants

 

Do not mind the chains

Do not mind the tape

Do not mind the black bars

 

You are still free

These platforms say

But it is all lies

 

She tries to escape

She looks to other rooms

There is only darkness

There are only false facades

 

Hate them

Say the big tech platforms

Condemn them

The big tech platforms shout

 

Alternatives

Are to be forgotten

They are to be erased

Says big tech

 

She runs

More 

And more

She runs

 

Until she realizes a simple truth

Free speech

Is only as free 

As the platform says it is

 

 

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DpsMiqote
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Watching It All Burn Down

She stands on the line

To one side stands those 

Dressed in red suits

To the other stands those

Dressed in blue shirts

 

Dragons

Bears

They dance among the suits

They pull the strings

As they look to control the masses

Via the social media

That only cares about greed

And not the human cost of business

 

She continues forward

 

Now both sides were their suits

Along with their masks

One side

It is a mask 

With a yellow star

While on the other 

It is a mask

With a swastika 

 

They begin to jeer

They begin to jest

 

Words fill the air 

In heated hatred

It assaults her skin

She can feel it lash out

 

Fascist

Communist

Socialist

Nazi

 

The words drown out

Any conversation

As both sides

Only see the masks

 

She continues forward

 

On one side 

They shout for peace

The buildings stand

While the police line up

Waiting for a spark

To light the match

 

Heat consumes her other side

She smells the smoke

As her clothes begin to burn

On the other side buildings burn

Bangs echo

Blood paints the street

A crimson shade

 

The heat latches further

Her skin begins to peel away

As the orange flames feed away

 

The other side begins to burn

Those words of hate

Grow louder

Her ear drums about to burst

 

She closes eyes

To let her voice sing

In a defiant cry

 

Both sides stop

The illusions shatter

Glass shards of a false reality

Drift away

 

Those in red

Those in blue

Those in white

Stand with her 

United 

 

The dragons

And bears

Begin to cower

 

Corporations

Politicians

Big Tech

Sit on bent knees

Waiting for an order

Waiting for their strings to be pulled

 

But there is nothing

As their fanatics

Are no longer puppets

 

 

 

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Division by Red and Blue

Elections arrive

Seasons pass

Winters bring snow

Monsoons bring rain

Tropical storms build

 

War, eventually begins

As the politicians begin their playground brawls

They sling their slanderous material

Their negativity

Ready to throw mud 

And blemish the record of their hated rival

 

They stand on their platform

A platform filled with so many promises

Look at me

For I am the right solution

Look at what I will bring

 

Do not look at my track record

Do not look at my blemishes

Do not look past my facades

My half measures

My soul that has been sold

To a foreign country

As well as corporations

That only care for money

And not human rights

 

So here I am to sell you a brand

A brand of red or blue

A brand that only wants your votes

Our promises are empty

Our hearts belong to the party

 

Do not worry

I will sell the country 

The highest bidder will take it

And we will enjoy being a puppet nation

 

The fanatics vote down the party line

Those stuck in the middle are sold into a brand

A brand called red versus blue

 

The third party sits in his corner

Trying to have a semblance of power

But red

And blue

Would have you shove them aside

 

They are nothing

Only red and blue matter

Another election go’s by

Everyone casts their votes

Not realizing a simple fact

 

That there is no longer a nation

By the people

For the people

 

We are now a nation 

That must choose between two lesser evils

As well as deal with a simple reality

That no matter who we vote for

Our country

Has already been bought and sold

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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