HYPNOTIZING PATRIOTISM

I am one share

of all, and

I am myself (to fixation)

I am

a glimpse in the mirror

I am

a covert plan

a mantra of fate

locked up

inside a metal safe of the soul

but you shall never find the key

to open it

( sleep, you are sleepy)

hence I woke up

at the noon of awareness

giving light to ignorance easily hurt

Nation

hungry and thirsty

impulsive:

– I’m on my last breath

– apparent is the dominion over the people

– apparent is the exploitation of workers

there’s no need for any kind of investigation

I’ve examined the creases of the ape’s brain

gaining the control to audit dreams

but I’m suspicious of myself

my astuteness is still…