Thursday, October 9, 2025

White Paper


White Paper
by Lord R.e. Taylor

Do you know what is being said
What they write about you
Lies, truths, and whatever they want
And those papers never leave
Kept by an uncaring bureaucracy
Used whenever they want
Those papers are so dangerous
Giving papercuts without us knowing
Cutting skin, veins, and arteries
Letting us bleed to death
And you know they are laughing as we do

© Poem – IX/X/MMXXV
LRET


 

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