Lexicon Swordsman

Normality its over
Prisoners we’ve become
In our own cells
With our front door bells
Under their rule of thumb
Meeting friends thats over
Being all alone
Vaccinated its their way
For their seeds to all be sown

Freedom intimated
It came from long ago
Now you stay put
Shut your mouth
Dont let them
Know you know
Wear your frilly nappy
Fuck your breathing
Right away
Prisoners you have no place
No work and of course no play

nothing
The cabal is here
You answer to their voice
You are a mere servant
You do not have a choice
Death to be your finality
If you step out of line
Just another NETFLIX story
Where the gorgons duly dine

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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