Image Of Anonymous

Oh, loathe and vicious, hath ye naught to share, 'that only bright', that doth stand tall, who give us hope, ye would...thou rabble, rather 'rip apart', as, hath thou done unto a nation here? Thine only light, of liberty and fair, for 'speaking true'...that it, politic'ly offendeth you? 

Thou swine! That it hath come to this, this all undone, derangement of the youth, for single sake of 'selfishness'? What cheer, are we to cheer, nay, cheerlessness...unto the ages, claiming you were there, your finger on the trigger of 'the gun'? 

Your epitaph! Ye venal scum...dissemble, mask, pretend, nay one of ye've a name, nor ever will! So share, among the liar's, your intend, then disappear...as thou hath always done, among the 'coward crowds' of venom!

 I know thee, who thou art...hidden in 'the many', faceless, shameful vengeance, calling thyself...'unnamed source'. That secretive intelligence, that 'never' shows its horns, has done more harm, unto the world...than ever helped or healed a thing!


Written by Bruce James Clyde 2016, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: anonymous, google pic