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.​.​.​So Grows the Orb

from VIII by King Rest

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Conscience swept under the rug
Out of sight and of our minds
Per the fallacy of sunken costs
We double down on what we know to be lies

Diluting virtues with progress
Conflating needs and niceties
Crushed by the thumb of our own ignorance
All in the name of convenience

Head-gear of tinfoil
Panic brought to a boil
Reach for the pitchforks
So grows the orb

The ambition of a people is
A pursuit of minimizing violence
Now luxuries once unimagined
Have left us vulnerable to tyrants

Perhaps not by design
But haphazardly exploited
A market begging to be tapped
More than glad to engineer our choices

Head-gear of tinfoil
Panic brought to a boil
Reach for the pitchforks
So grows the orb

Assailed by data
From three hundred and sixty degrees
Infiltrating our convictions
All to misdirect them

"It will do better than I ever could
Nowhere to run
Lead me to my end
I am worthless
It owns us"

It matters not what we believe
So long as we're at odds
A combustible throng

"So grows the orb"

No need to take it
We're giving it away
Right where we're wanted to be
Conditioned for relative peace

Right before our eyes
We watch this vessel capsize
Our tenacity has atrophied
Left us flailing in a perilous sea

The quadrennial affair takes place
Competing for best poker face
When privilege is what's at stake
Schadenfreude wins the race
All grins reciprocal of pain of the have-nots

Blanket of lead
Inadequate shield
Irradiate the insurgents' zeal

Aching yawn
Bares a forked tongue
Into the jaw
Goes the moribund

Head-gear of tinfoil
Panic brought to a boil
Reach for the pitchforks
So grows the orb

Assembly lines spew recreation
That we ingest until it hurts
Too dependent to invoke a revolution
Once the system is usurped

The breeding grounds for insolence
Slowly bleed into our consciousness
Rushing blood to our extremities
Arousing tumult in communities
Engorged with rage

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from VIII, released March 25, 2020

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