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# Until the Blade Falls...
**[May 5, 2024]**
*[Song Inspiration: Meet the Grahams by Kendrick Lamar]*

I can't scroll on TikTok anymore. /

Trying to escape the lure of the algorithm. /

Not a single place to run to /

as Tumblr falls victim to its CEO's corruption. /

Insecurities and blunders exposed to the open, /

No mercy no survivors. /

All have a price. /

We knew this world was dark; /

But not like this. /

We knew **** was up /

when our "heroes" took a paycheck /

From the enemy. /


Entertainment is falling faster than the Comet pass Earth. /

Hip-hop and Rap battles become lost in beef tracks. /

When they do this, the internet is plotting an exit. /

The needy are ignored due to desensitization. /

I'm shocked that the government doesn't realize /

You can't connect with a houseplant you never nurtured. /

A homeless epidemic. /

Shrinkflation and corporate greed. /

Please, you're upset at propaganda you, /

the government, /

Produced and spread like spores. /

Legislation in secret not out in the open. /

What the **** did you think was going to happen? /


As your pockets dry out /

remember this. /

Don't expect help from those you neglected. /

Those you spilt blood of, /

To parade on their graves. /

Martyrs are good for religious vigor... /

But they also add fuel to your zealous political career. /

If anyone else dies, it's on your hands. /


Keep in mind. /

You feel that presence? /

Looming over your shoulder, /

Like a devil in disguise? /

That you're headed to a direction that isn't well rounded? /

Well done. /


You've realized that /

this is something far deeper you can comprehend. /

Yet you built the bridge to it, /

Seeking glory and fame. /

Well. When no one gets it alive... /

You'll see then, won't you? /

That even the most tyrannical and greedy /

Eat everything around until /

they only have themselves with their winnings. /

Then they eat themselves. /


In other words... /

You're cooked.

A Small Eye-Opener Vent Poem by PEM

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