Nothing is destined, they are forcing us to believe that everything is destined
World is suffering because of few, greed of few
They are mining resources, they are influencing resources
No lack of resources, they are making it look like there is a lack of resources.
Population is under their control, they are pushing the button of control
They perfectly know how to control masses, mind controlling of masses
They succeeded in all, they know all
Information is power, controlling power.
First ones are ruling at the top, ancient top
Everything belongs to ancient roots, meaningful roots
Now those roots lost meaning, because people lost meaning
New beginning, unsaid beginning.
They control the law too, democracy too
That's why justice don't exist, only deception exist
Blind truth, blind reality is blind truth
Humans are slaves, sophisticated slaves.
Government wants power, people's power
They are creating the trends for people, ruling people
They are enslavement imposers, fears
Your reality is hidden, their saying is, keep it hidden.
"This is my original and imaginative work".
(Pictures are edited and used from the Canva application).
Chiranjeevi Sarikonda
A deep poem.
In recent years I've grown to suspect that those who control/farm us might not be human. An idea I found outlandish most of my life.
Only confusion is real.