the machine

into this machine.
_______________

If one were to read..
between the stanzas
of propaganda..
they would see Into
The Machine..

These Characters
invented..by The
Mad inventors.

(The Masters
of Sheep.)

It is Nothing
less than
Nothing..

Circular and
disingenuine..

How Everything
becomes a Fiction
which the Mass
(in turn) believes.

A Star
Imploding
in on itself
ashamed!

(Because it
was deceived.)
__

Hello, My
name is Grace..
I am Hopeless..
(and do not have
a face)

Within me there
are Oceans.

(where Sharks
devour faith.)
_

But, if one were
to read between
the stanzas of
Propaganda..
they would see
Into This Machine..
and Realize they
Are The
Mad Inventors.

(who perpetuate
Their Dream.)

j.s.h.