Narrative dissonance
broke like a doorframe
strike without warning
black bag anonymous
into the unmarked van
brought before the blind ones
down comes the gavel
ten years, no trial

Some kind of criminal for cooling local tensions
helping to keep the peace
better than any police
for brandishing a flag
the starry plough held high
trying to splint the wound
capitalist alienation

This is how we make you disappear

Out of sight
and out of mind
graffiti on the wall the only record left
they take anyone who steps outside the culling fields
so we must never yield

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