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Automation

When will the madness end?
Surrounded by robots consumed
Living dead.
automation carves a whole for our
lives to crawl Into.
replace: wires replace fingers

Their words whisper lightly into newborn virgin ears:
"Our truth is the truth. Seek no solace in finding roots"
But the shadows have foes & like weeds we will grow.
Now there's a war being waged: it's over our words we must
Face as our lives unfold & convictions are old the real
Truth is told & like weeds we will grow

Statues built for bastards monuments to thieves who carved
The name of the white man on the backs of the trees that
Hung black bodies like ornaments monuments to thieves
Erections for your heros: the liars & the thieves who hung
The name of the white man on the signs of our streets
Monuments to thieves

Quick easy diagnosis finds you guilty for the crime of being in pain.
Stripped of all rights and strip-searched. White walls and white washed. Robbed of your humanity. An extreme form of insult to injury.
A maximum security state institution.
Built to produce and then house living nightmares.
Sanctioned fear and hate and misunderstanding administered.
Disassociative drug.
Haldol produces a helpless hellish state of mind...
Now locked away and buried alive.