the blunt instruments of society a work of Poetry by Wintermute (Brendan McCallum) You all know the score... Badge baton gun Implements of force for those non-violent confrontations where 'not resisting you' remains an invitation Habit wine and bible Perversions hidden well behind the walls of faked virtue where 'I am myself I love myself' remains a call of Guilt. Enforce. Enforce. Whip us sinners down the path we all must tread. We are you we are who we are because of you Your path your mindset (if you can read this then you are too smart) for all of the stinking souls upon this godless rock. Created on Mon, 26 Jan 1998 and last modified on Tue, 27 Jan 1998.

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