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Programme Accepted
Our brains
Programmed
For better
Or all too often worse
What we listen to
What we watch
On television
Or the internet
With false words
False images
There was a time
Way back when
All our experiences
Conversations
Were real
Actual happenings
In our lives
Not any more
Other people’s words
Other people’s pictures
Fed directly into us
Feed...
Thursday 16th November 2023 10:34 am
Come Work In Our Factories
Long hours spent toiling the land, his family had done for generations.
Living in tune with the seasons, never thinking of other occupations.
Farmers his father and grandfather before him had been, what else to be?
Of his sons he was proud, he said “one day you will take over from me”.
Come work in our factories, leave your village, leave your land.
Come work in our factories, ...
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