Playing to the Choir

  • “This disc is spying, as I write this for you,
    at which point the watching will increase to two,
    wronged and left to find what’s right,

    to fill our schedule with labors, night and day,
    making that which wrongs in self-sure fright,
    finally gone till things are right.”
  • “So take a pass on future tech,
    or go dissect it in your deck,
    and pick apart the futile traps,

    that set upon this life in packs.”
  • And pass along those lessons learned,
    and sharing what your mind has burned,
    make subjects fade to times dull churn,

    to fill your time with passions, yearned.”
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