The Final Lockdown?
It’s all coming together for them, and we allow it!
I don’t own my life
I don’t own my home
I don’t own my stuff
I don’t own my choices
Soon I won’t own my thoughts
Others manipulate everything
What we choose
What we say
What we’re interested in
And the trends we follow
It’s all digitally watched
What we spend
Where we go
Who we see
And what we do…
… We already had the dry run
It went off without a hitch
Most were in compliance
And now they move ahead
With plans like 2030
I refuse to say those three scary words
Which ones I hear you ask?
I dare not say it here dear friend
For I know there’ll be reprisal
And maybe I’ll live to regret it!
I’m labelled many things
From friends who just don’t get “it”
Funny how it’s all come true though
And people I once laughed at
Well, they saw it coming all along
I dread the day we find we’re trapped
In a world of our own making
Allowing those with money who
Make all our choices for us
As we blindly give permission
Hey, let’s go off the grid
Building communities together
Where like minded friends and loved ones
Can share and grow and live and love
In harmony with no eyes watching
In these end of days
I can’t wait for the much longed time
When Jesus Christ comes roaring back
My Lion of Judah, in all His Glory
Coming to take us home
About the Creator
Linda Bromley
Just one of many creative outlets for me has been books! My whole life I’ve loved them and it’s so easy to make the jump to writing.
Recently I completed a poetry challenge and now, looking for more excuses to write, I’ve found myself here!
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