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Examine the facts as the cameras go black.
The damage compacted with deaths 'cross the map.
Ignore the meandering mass and the pandering halfwits,
They'd rather a laugh than to handle the placid.
Dismantle the math of aftermath then subtract it.
You'll find no public facts. Just tabloids that match it.
Call it conspiracy or the powers that be.
Call it politics, global conflict... illuminati...
But really what is it with blacks and police,
Transgender overload, and terrorists in the east?
The media machine's at the core of this chaos.
Televising distractions and gore for a payoff.
Integrity's lost and you're a pawn to be preyed on,
And at sanity's cost, you applaud it all day long!
And that's where I get off... I laugh at you all.
All circuits are corrupt, or blackmailed til groups fall.
I make up an authority of black suits that use war.
Arms trades with ISIS and Al-Shabab for new sport:
Playing God. Slaying sheep to sway a mass through news reports.
It's as easy as staying sleep and never asking what you're viewing for.
Keep it up, blind children. Your world is our newest port.
We sell you demise and wash off the blood after you snort.
Stay addicted to social media and forget work and schooling tours.
We will raise our children into the ranks of The Stuart Sort.