The awe it instills
How grand this revolting spectacle
Beyond what we can fathom
So far detached from reason I quiver before it
I tremble I see your vision, this bleak truth you contrive
Magnificent this vile display
The march of a recurring echo Jericho trumpets blaring – again they sound
And the old armies of the misled rebuild, reassemble
I will not swallow the bile
The putrid ideas you regurgitate
A conviction saturated with imbecility
Adopting the course of the blind
Unanimous in your revolting declaration
Conjured by offensive, feeble beehive minds
A pandemic, this contagion you embrace
The poison that seeps from your piteous souls Armies of the preposterous, trapped in misguided thrall
Your mere existence shames us all
I will never assimilate your point of view
I see your vision, this bleak truth you contrive
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