in a forrest
alone
at midnight
when the sun
was low
I was looking at the flowers
but collecting magical grass
and many a poisonous mushroom
I could not refuse
poison, poison, poison
It was my duty
They told me what it was for
'The Greater Good' they'd say
'It'll be better for us all'
That sounds so good
like they really care
But I know
They've made me a murderer
I am oppressed
but I do not resist
It was not better before
It was still a bad world
It was just a world without
Poisonous mushroom
[2012-05-28]
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