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RAIDERS FOR RETROGRADE

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Given the choice of havoc or change,

uproar is brewed by the deranged

 

The loudest are raiders in a cast,

retrograding cruel to the past

 

Presumption is dealt in deception,

floated by gangs at conventions

 

Stunts are neon for assembled moths,

misled by factions of foreign bots

 

Clowns in makeup tour circus flair,

raising tents for a reckless affair

 

Hypocrisy is less crucial than brand,

revering the bluster of a tiny man

 

So rallies commence with naïve chants

in vile riots inside a trance

 

It’d be comedy if the threat weren’t so real;

these wounds of the duped that won’t heal

 

Gone is the taste for prosperity and growth,

replaced by cowards fearing both

 

It’s not going to end well for the republic,

from a beacon to obnoxious plummet

 

A democracy bankrupt by its freedom,

dismantled for every wrong reason

 

The remains that settle in heaps

will be swept up by eager elites

 

This saga of loyalty in a phase of vice,

primed for an autocratic heist

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