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A people lobotomized

Souls, essence restricted

Are susceptible to god's influence

Mindless sheep, his favored

Reinforce vacuous arrogance

Beat out the innate thirst

That essence, left emaciated

Amidst cries of "leave no child behind"

A terminus of reason

Cliches endlessly parroted

Given new trends, shiny things

To rot your brains evermore

A vacuous mass, so malleable

Formless clay, fit for manipulation

Shaped to hate others like them

For such superfluous qualities

These drills, bored through your skull

"it's not us in the thrones"

"you're too busy to think about that"

Repeated until you too are laid as pavement