RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: POEMICS
Q ii Revisited
It feeds on itself
It recycles its own waste
It requires no objective sustenance
It is the zombie of social movements
It died long ago but refused to accept its demise
It is the Q
It is the virus of intellectual ideas
It poisons what it touches
And takes root in the core
It teases logic but repels facts
It thrives on whispered innuendo
On rumors and reflections
Did you hear what they’re saying?
Everybody knows
Every body knows
I hear there’s a vaccine that cures it
That’s what they want you to believe
Don’t drink the Kool-Aid
Don’t breathe the air
Get off the grid
And don’t look back
Our enemies are everywhere
Behind the blue rectangles
Beyond the purple horizon
Don’t look don’t look
If you look they’ve got you
Stay strong
Resist
Reject the system
Learn the code
The Q is all
The Q stands tall
The Q will rise
While others fall
Are you with us or against us?
Stand up or walk away
Fall in line or stray
There is no other way
The Q knows
The Q grows
The Q will not be fooled
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