Poem depicting what will happen to dissidents when the New World Order finally takes control.
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ACHTUNG! SECURITY DIRECTIVE 101
The time of doom one day will dawn
when the Party elite with edicts shall trounce
you heroes who dare thought crimes to spawn.
The goons will hunt in packs and pounce
Alive they’ll plunge you in acid and oil
smash up your bones with bullets and cane
till your will zaps and your secrets uncoil.
As crippled you shriek, racked, crazed in pain
your hacked out shell at last they’ll slay
that terror will seize those masked from harm
so all brave hopes their muscle will stay
The State cracks still its iron clad arm.
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