The labyrinth closes its teeth upon
the walking weary, brides of empty pockets,
and plates weighted with weeds for food,
and the hungry minotaur of wealthy governments
nibbling at their ills and taking away their children.
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Each turn brokered a new agreement to supplement
their lot, and take away any rights and dreams, turning
them against each other so that separated they slowly
slip into the chasm of constant conservative power.
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A voice is raised to vilify the constructionists and
to try to find a way out of the torturing, twisting
entanglement and escape the perplexity of rules
that endanger, imprison, imperil and exterminate.
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The minotaur roars and the voiceless scatter and
the one who speaks? Silenced and slammed until
others afraid to speak wear their masks and hushed
hoping for heroes but unwilling to be counted as one.
