Facist Friends

From within the village
Where I was a child
The world was to be feared
Outside of my village, there be
Corporate monsters and
Government boogymen
The totalitarian university
They all made one see
What they decide
There was no place to hide
From becoming an Orwellian puppet

From within the village
Where I will someday die
Outside of my village, there still be
Powers I have always feared
One would think my village be
In some old Soviet time
Such is the West in disguise
Even within this village of mine.

Facist Friends will be the end of me.

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