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Frankenstein:The Army Of Fusionend Fear

Part 4 Of, Fun With Mother

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Generations of preconditioned Frankensteins

An army of manipulated fusion

Calculated misdeeds turn back the hands of time

Helping him to complete the illusion

That fear of failure now drives the catalyst

Causing him to chase this mad obsession

He began his experiments and drive way back when

He lost the last several elections

Convinced he could become the change

The only difference was found in the method

By creating life, he could rearrange

Selecting youth over decrepit opinion

Stirring his prepared Hallucination’s

His clones only see what he shows them

With their controlled participation

Providing him a lifetime of dividends

Once convinced, his hubris, released his glabris minions

Where fear and obedience guide immortal lives

Claiming reign, making the world his dominion

Oh, beware the smiles seemingly familiar

Its likeness will leave you defenseless

Heed this warning loud and clear if you let them get near

Our human nature will be used against us

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    Written by Kelli Sheckler-Amsden