Miasma

Intoxicated by congenital imperialist money bonds
Built his own railroad to get here
Every time someone says the words “safety” or “union”
A litre of coal tar will be burnt in protest

Vox populi talks in hyper loopholes
Finds purchase in contemporary time capsules
If the voice of reason is ever tested
Launch the colour yellow into orbit

These words are clearly defamation
Hold dense cells of charges
Have fun digging a tunnel out of prison
Cease and desist

Hold on, back this truck up clandestine
No longer allowed to shit on company time
Arms extend to gift the means to catch things on fire
Like the settler social media rocket

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