A Monstrosity
A monster's creation, its very essence displayed,
Built by the forces of a few, many have displayed.
No single entity, representative of power mongers,
Allowed by the Powers-that-be, of greed's hungers.
The captives, those who've thought they were free,
Now must deal with the evil forces, of these to be.
No happier tomorrow shall be in store, never more,
Unless the Father God of us all does so disagree.
The pursuit of every freedom, a motivating force indeed,
Those who have drawn of its precepts have all agreed.
When rights are denied to the very brink of destruction,
Is the time to stand and rebuke, must be the deduction.
Monsters are born of the most common of all dirt,
They have no remorse or how many they do hurt.
As bad dreams are created, they can be removed,
Is the will of the people, is their right so behooved.
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