Poem – Your Deep State

Many spy clerks on the roll
And I get sick and tired
Of your parental control
How do your hackers get hired

How deeply can you be fake
In your own global deep state
What things are there at stake
In your own deep state

Perversions become well known
That’s quite handy, that is neat
Each pleasure goes to their own
One will not have to repeat it

How deeply can you be fake
In your own global deep state
What things are there at stake
In your own deep state

Watch me wherever I go
Control what I buy or not
Control which gig I attend
I know you won’t just stop

What does make you better than Them
What does make you different
It looks all the same right now
From here where I stand

What things are there at stake
In your own deep state
Your own deep state
Your deep state

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