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Apocalypse TV


'You are watching Apocalypse TV, The latest headlines are...'

Voices tell us the world is doomed
It's tilting on its axis, it's imploding on itself
Icebergs are melting, the seas are rising
The White House declares
Downing Street nods
The Kremlin disagrees.

Where are the experts?
They are all in a room, contradicting themselves
Know your enemies of the day
Your Orwellian enemies to be tomorrow.

Give us the earthquakes death toll
Give us the murders and frauds
Give us the dirty money trail and whose hands it has been passed through
Give us the drug of celebrity to zone us out
Give us the chains of fear to keeps us bound.

'A reminder you are watching Apocalypse TV. The headlines. A ship sank today in the sea of turbulence...


V Topp

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Drinking-Sane-Water-Vincent-Topp-ebook/dp/B01NBX7TS9/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid

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