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``` Even time among thy friends, And all imagination lends, Is stripped and then sold back t'thee Repackaged boosting 'G. D. P.' All that's common, all thy gifts Devoured so "Gross Production" lifts -- All to savage ritual thrown Paying back an endless loan. For every man who took his part In this slaughter's gruesome art -- From their lips my little birds Heard these softly whispered words Echo hollow in the soul: "This is out of my control" ``` [Morgan Trowland](https://twitter.com/morgantrowland/status/1719423368133267834), *The Mask of Night* From prison for [climate protest](https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2024/jan/02/you-can-be-happy-in-prison-climate-protester-reflects-on-punishment).
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