Dear Friends,
The truth is what we’re told it is today,
In public opinion the media has sway,
Manipulation is cool,
It’s just a State tool,
All brought to us by Edward Bernays.
The dross is such an arrogant faction,
The system is now a tipsy contraption,
Powered by steam,
Cultural gasoline,
And lit with a portable oxidation reaction.
Great defenders of the decent and just,
As long as we stay on the short yellow bus,
Democracy gets a harrumph,
Like with Donald Trump,
Because if they cant beat us, they’ll ban us.
The past is now a black hole,
To find it you must mole,
What’s in is out,
Now don’t pout,
Go along for the ease and lose your very soul.
What is original is unique,
Taking a special technique,
It may not sell,
But who can tell,
Though if an idea makes money it’s not obsolete.
Look close and you will see,
The real enemies of democracy,
Losing at the polls,
So they ban and troll,
Because elections are too important to leave to you and me.
The Middle East is only one piston,
Of the end times crazy train engine,
Trans and CBDCs,
Covid and vaccines,
All help the build the coming beast system.
A maple is a tall and stout tree,
Representing the soul of a nationality,
Upon closer inspection,
In the next election,
Will root rot, borers and sap suckers kill Canada’s democracy.
When otherwise smart people act the tool,
They become an echo chamber of fools,
Please don’t conflate,
No need to debate,
The best way to treat them is with ridicule.
Often slaves believe they’re free,
Hemmed by fences they can’t see,
Observe the truth and,
You will understand,
The greatest threat to human existence is the bureaucracy.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
