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Bagged and tagged

Shipped off to foreign lands

Despite being told

All would be well with papers in hand

The powers that be

Inept to cease the shipments

Unable to reverse what's been done

No checks, no balances

The system brought to its knees

Relied on the good faith of few

While bending the knee to the god of greed

Did you not see this coming?

Shaved and hosed

Crowded in a cramped complex

Soon to be processed

Another body for the growing mass grave

If this does not harrow you

If this does not motivate you to act

Then perhaps nothing will

They will throw our lot in a mass prison

With none left

To draw their relentless ire

Their eyes turn to you

For you shall not be spared their famine