Radiation Will Be The Judge To Which You Will Testify

What They Really Want

From the dark sectors, in penthouse highrises,
private spaces where the future is determined,  
the propaganda masters smoke cigars of cash
thousands and thousands, the fiat burns a delicate orange,
betraying its utility
The masked specters know what they sow
they know what forces trees to grow,
like the hunger of an ethiopian refugee
faced with a disastrous and pointless crossroad
Betray yourself, and allow your offspring to live
Betray your offspring, and live to betray again
Allow both to squander in squalour and pain, disdain
And perish the same
While she sells  her body cheaper than its worth,
to celibate sailors,
who just want to be a part of the story,
and come back showered in praise, vainglorious
All of this depravity to avoid becoming a carrion, 
dirt ridden and banished
Just like their masters
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