Psychedelics_r_best
Bluelighter
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In calculated motion the republic once again convenes,
Drawing calloused candidates through shadowed mezzanines,
By years of objectivity they’ve learned to cancel out the means,
And now they’re here, with numbers near, to brand into your skin,
Hates and hopes and anecdotes; here the searing shall begin.
With holding flawless arguments as they start to take their seats,
Each one prepared to accomplish selfless unprecedented feats,
First they ponder the meaning of our lives,
But then they quickly revert to sharpening their knives,
Each and every one knows which way is best,
And so they sit and haggle, doubtless only thinking of all the rest.
So the chaos unfolds within the solitary conference room,
As the wind carries the echoes of their voices out into the summers bloom,
Howling out among the mountains and lifted by the breeze,
Waiting until the winter shall meld it into its gradual freeze,
But unnoticed did it float aloft above the livings ears,
As just another gust of wind after all the lost and lonely years.
Pride and power within the eye of the monarch gleams,
Knowing he is best for all his subjects that lay within his dreams,
And so to govern he sets out to pass another law,
Surrounded by a sea of endless black he raises forth his mighty claw,
In calculated motion the republic once again convenes,
Beneath the stars shining down with infinite indifferent gleams.
Drawing calloused candidates through shadowed mezzanines,
By years of objectivity they’ve learned to cancel out the means,
And now they’re here, with numbers near, to brand into your skin,
Hates and hopes and anecdotes; here the searing shall begin.
With holding flawless arguments as they start to take their seats,
Each one prepared to accomplish selfless unprecedented feats,
First they ponder the meaning of our lives,
But then they quickly revert to sharpening their knives,
Each and every one knows which way is best,
And so they sit and haggle, doubtless only thinking of all the rest.
So the chaos unfolds within the solitary conference room,
As the wind carries the echoes of their voices out into the summers bloom,
Howling out among the mountains and lifted by the breeze,
Waiting until the winter shall meld it into its gradual freeze,
But unnoticed did it float aloft above the livings ears,
As just another gust of wind after all the lost and lonely years.
Pride and power within the eye of the monarch gleams,
Knowing he is best for all his subjects that lay within his dreams,
And so to govern he sets out to pass another law,
Surrounded by a sea of endless black he raises forth his mighty claw,
In calculated motion the republic once again convenes,
Beneath the stars shining down with infinite indifferent gleams.
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