In the geopolitical world
Not Humans are pawing the steer
There goes energy with our hate and fear
In change of a fresh fragrant yoke
In the geopolitical game
There are no presidents and popes
Even "queen" has already gone
Only "sellers of maps" remained
And cunning leaders of monkey's hangs
Lead the crowd with a lie from first hands
Through the menu that was thoroughly written by them
With cocktails of freedoms and human rights' jam
"Today as a citizen, a human being, or maybe again as a slave will you come?
Do you have a health certificate? Ok, then welcome.
Come in, no worries, ropes for free, over here is your pole,
What first, EU in the ass or NATO in the c*nt?"
"Or soup cooked on struggles firstly for your fitness
And then we'll get down to business?"
Is there any, who honestly, asks themselves
"Oh, is this what actually happens last days"?
To the Max Paragraph
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