Guest Post by Dave Evans
I am an alien of some renown
Let me introduce myself
My name is Omicron,
I have come hither
To this time and place
From the turbulent depths
Of your inner-space
To terrorize all mankind,
Be advised that
Only the truly free
Will escape my virus of fear
That I have unleashed on thee,
This is not my first visit
Nor shall it be my last,
For I have been feeding
On the delectable morsels
Of your torment and terror
Throughout the centuries past,
I have been your intimate companion
Across the blood strewn ages,
I have haunted your epic heroes
And sparred with your bearded sages,
Whose stoic wisdom
Was never able to forestall
The collection of life’s blood wages,
Remember, I followed that sly serpent
Into Eden’s garden
And got the fall rolling
With a bite from that juicy apple,
I terrorized those brave soldiers
Readying their attack
On the plains of Marathon
Before they could savor
The glorious scars of battle,
I fiddled a fine tune with Emperor Nero
As Rome Burned
And her good citizens
Fled screaming into the streets,
And what can I say about
Those brave knights of the roundtable
So protected by their
Layers of manly mail and armor
Whose crevices I loved to infiltrate
That sweet moment right before
The lance took my place,
I followed the black death
Through the Eurasian countryside
Marveling at the sheer number
Who were falling like dead rats in the streets,
I was with Napoleon at Waterloo
When the tide of battle turned
As his mighty empire slipped away
C’est la guerre!
I was at Antietam in Sixty-Two
Where the sweet meandering creek
Ran red with brothers blood
While I held hands of both the grey and blue,
And during the war to end all wars
I rode down the lovely River Somme
Where both sides were
Hunkered down in their trenches
Scribbling their doleful dreams
To their sweethearts back home,
At Stalingrad I terrorized
The super soldiers of the mighty Reich
Shivering in the drifting snow banks
Dreaming of soft summer days along the Rhine,
I have crossed the DMZ
At Panmunjom a thousand times
Spooking the guards
At the heavily fortified crossing of a war
That has never ended,
I loved going on patrol with those brave GIs
Through the steaming jungles of Southeast Asia
What a place not to be
Though I gleefully accompanied
Each mosquito infested step
To engage an enemy they could not see,
I ran through the corridors
Of the White House
During thirteen days in May
where I loved to preen
As solemn advisors huddled
And mad Generals screamed,
I rolled with those jets on Nine-Eleven
Across the land of the free
And followed the many brave
First responders who
Dropped their donuts at Seven-Eleven
Before dying in those towers of greed
And now, here today
On this no special day whatsoever,
I am here with you
To share your six feet of separation
From those you most love,
To mask your dignity
From even the angels above,
And let me clue you in
On a secret of which you may not be aware
Known even to devils cynical,
Freedom is yours to choose
Even In this golden age of fear and despair
For the gates of heaven and hell are adjacent and identical.
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That was deep.
Not bad.
Small quibble though …. Adam and Eve did NOT eat an apple, dammit!
And you were there to watch and report? We could ask Keith Richards because I saw in a meme that he was in the background so he should know. Let’s ask him.
Stucky is omnipresent and omniscient. He is NOT omnicronic though.
The “fruit” of the forbidden tree was probably mucosal mRNA.
Which brings us to the abomination that will bring desolation. To many, at least. I think it is random, with less than half the vials of “vaccine” containing the poison. A truly diabolical plan if so.
Covid and Omicron; just two new masks for the same old enemy. Great expose’.
Nice. I would only humbly replace every use of the word Omicron with “NewName Graphene Hydroxide”.
Or “Lyingbastardsvariant.”
What a Load of PURE Unadulterated BULLSHIT! “Towers of Greed”? Since when is it a crime to be wealthy? Oh wait … since the Commies took the Oval Office. And as far as the gates of hell and heaven being “identical”, it’s not going to be left to us to choose, if we haven’t already chosen the path of righteousness during our time here on earth; and the destinations are most assuredly starkly different in their accommodations.
Mr Evans might be able to turn a rhyme but his symbolism and his message isn’t worth 2 cents on a piece of white bread spread with the shit he just spewed.
I think that you are focusing on the wrong thing however to call them twin towers of greed is not too far off the mark. Surely you must understand how these finance firms operate behind the scenes and it has nothing to do with honest capitalism (which may be an oxymoron to some.) Also I think the historical references were fairly brilliant and the symbolism of how it relates to the present situation is very great indeed. The last few lines are masterful. The idea of the gates of heaven and hell being adjacent and identical is merely a metaphor for the case that we can make the choice right here right now.