Mystery holds you tethered in fractured truths One side: propaganda, garnering your patriotism and support The other is a deep suspicion that honesty is never worn On the sleeve of its commanders If we decide to accept the word of our news agency as is We fail to exercise our patriotic right to ask questions Throwing caution to the wind, the analytical mind is not challenge, and we may be brainwashed We know the facts here back home How much of those facts are correct? This is war We decide our sides, but we must keep them honest We must keep oursleves informed And read between the fucken lines!Birth sign: Aquarius
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