Test - Prong

for panic but there’s never anywhere to flattered

from media sized rages never to miss the wicked ways not so easy to get fooled

by

emergency broadcast rule it’s a relapse!

a

point of collapse!

god bless my soul it’s up to you now crawl on all of us

another

message attempt to scare us again rejection of all

what is said I listen to only what’s discordant like the sting of razor sharp

glass

enjoy the scene of torches burning laugh at a

poisoned gasp this is only a test this is only a test this is only a test sit

and

watch windows the plodding flames lick a dozen stars

discredit any hopeful discerning rejoice the thought of future scars