Your home was last seen on a chart,
dwindling against the investment winds,
now you belong to your books,
and the human skin attached to your bones,
is a political fact to be overthrown,
says your boss' boss' boss who is made of paper,
So here's a ghost floating from the speakers into the unknown,
sowing thoughts you formed before and disarmed,
the violence you bear witness to,
submission advertised in pairs,
meek and vulgar diffuse into despair,
their culture's interest is not bilateral,
Spirit did we crush you with our currency,
all those zeros and not one single guilty plea,
and your take it was none,
instead they gave you ice and guns,
luxury and plutonium,
king's mind and queen's disease,
they left you shouting bring back the factories,
how sad
So here's a ghost floating from the speakers into the unknown,
aviating art without owners in street drones,
your daddy was bought with dollar signs,
but verbal consent is something you could not afford,
resist on your own accord,
their culture's interest is not bilateral
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