A short poem on the realities of the modern age.
What fools we are, manipulated with ease.
Corrupted and controlled, spreading like a disease
Like a wind with ill intenet, the modern world spreads the modern virus.
People believing what they see, wanting to all be fools.
The modern age breaks all the rules.
We are as tools.
And the ones who pull the strings count their jewles.
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