posted on May, 7 2007 @ 12:42 PM
residents stand aside...
we'll bulldoze the wreckage for you (...and then mine it for your valuables).
we'll give you a plastic box on wheels to stay in; with a big teleprompter full of circuses and and don't forget your red white and blue
panem entitlement card;
we'll take care of you, just sit tight...
wait there contently; we promise better times to come... (we're busy right now though... stirring up another storm)
You stare into the vanity mirror; the VOC's of the fresh from the corporation Fema trailer intoxicate yor poor and weakened breath...
...while silently the oriented strands of the concentration camp shroud grow over the village.
as the vibrations rise... he calls you. are you listening?
soon
so soon
-Sri Oracle