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Unpublished New Poem


World Of Villains

Hive minded satellites, float above the seas of thought
Impartial observers take bets on how long apathy can yawn
In limbo as gigantic hands keep on spinning the globe
Keep on confusing the sanity of certainty
The soul of the nations is poisoned
Some swear it came through the clouds
Some claim it was dormant until hatched inside us
We live in a world of villains
It doesn’t make sense, because it isn’t meant too
So we wait to be saved, it’s always been this way
The merging of normality and super enhanced capability
Because in a parallel world, a world where we are
All Stan Lee’s creations

 V TOPP

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