Nightmares!
 
 
      If you will not hear the voice of reason, why speak I, further
      when only to the winds my words are offered, stone silence.
 
      Today the sun is brightly shining, all is well, you say; that I
      am just another of those doomsday crazies, seeking glory.
 
      What glory, you think that I enjoy, the nightmare horrors,
      those screaming dreams that stalk me, keep me trembling?
 
      Shaking throughout each dark time, afraid to close my eyes,
      no rest for days is not a thing that brings pleasure.
 
      When you cannot even see what is right before you,
      will not admit that something is not right, too much, too soon.
 
      Where are the answers to your questions: who holds the key;
      why are humans walking this world, and what does the future hold?
 
      Can you not see, the prison camps they are building; for who
      are you seeing the illnesses growing, the mind control of T.V.?
 
      More and more mind numbing, buy more, ignore your problems,
      more are starving, and yet your television shows all is well.
 
      Pandemic screams the news about the flu, and yet they say
      do not worry, we have a vaccine to make you better; will it?
 
      Did you know it will make you sterile, did you know they did,
      do YOU know what is in your water, your child's food, or milk?
 
      There are choices we must make, call me what you will,
      be blind if you so choose, skip along like the good robot they trained.
 
      Or, begin to live, wake yourself, too much knowledge is there.
      I, who am so unlearned, can find with very little help, so much.
 
      You, who are educated, and wise, can find so much more
      help your young to survive, save them from what is to come.
 
      Genocide is planned, the greatest Mother Earth has ever seen
      worldwide; only those willing to be slaves will be allowed to live.
 
      It is up to you, believe my nightmare or no, it has already begun
      we dance now with death, we sing our death songs, soon my friends,
      far too soon, you will know.
 
     adadoligi
Dekanogi Ulogilv
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31 December 2009

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