Checkmate

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Think for yourself,

Do not be afraid,

Ignore all the bullshit,

And nonsense being said.

Hegelian dialectic,

From the media it streams,

The outcome is heartache,

The destruction of dreams.

Population thinned out,

No old and no sick,

They’re getting deleted,

And it’s happening real quick.

Watch out for the falsehoods,

The game’s getting dirty,

And airports will close,

By the year twenty-thirty.

There’s no microchip,

To track all your moves,

And it’s not an allegiance,

To something with hooves.

A fine tuned endeavour,

To muddy our thought,

And take it all back,

The good things we’ve got.

A nightmare in real time,

Whilst we’re awake,

To see our response,

And what we will take.

A game just like chess,

We’ve no chance of winning,

Planned with precision,

Since the earth was beginning.

We are the pawns,

In this game we can’t win,

We’ve been shown how to hurt ,

And taught how to sin.

It’s simply for pleasure,

For those we can’t see,

Who allowed us to think,

Our will it was free.

That’s why I say,

Hang on to yourself,

You’re all you’ve got,

It’s the only true wealth.

by Gillian-Isabella McLaughlin

6 August 2021