POEM: Meet Grinder

When the resistance meets the meat grinder…

Meet Grinder

What is a free man
Too due
In efface of injustice
As the unstoppable
Metes an immovable farce
Beating that conundrum
Surpassing awe
That we ever new
Every faux vanquished
As truth brandished
Neither an algorithm nor a numb-er
Neither a cog nor mirrorly a tool
And if a wrench
Soully as a creative force
More meet than grinder
Shouldering response ability
Letting the chips fall
Wear they may

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