Revolutionary Rebels hesitated for inspection before giving the signal indicating approval of our progression being scrupulously careful about our arrival via unusual methods highly understandable considering the circumstances their apprehension next came decontamination in a thorough search for weapons our crew maintained patients for we'd seen what could happen when a trojan horse gets let in war is an ugly step cousin kept in the dark sub basement rewarded if kept quiet for the prospect of an Unleashed walk around the embankment maybe even fed seconds on a porcelain plate so long as they remain hidden and spared company the vision of their hideous face equal rights were a ridiculous notion for the pitiful disgraced whose existence benefited no one remaining dependent on immediate relatives Grace rendered completely helpless treated as enemies of the state reminded or relinquished into government auspices if caught or forced to relocate even yet today certain countries still adhere to these methods outdated from the Dark Age and so human beings are smuggled overseas in wooden crates in attempt to avoid trouble inhabiting more lock tunnels below the Family Estate surviving in the sewer system on donations through the great inventing new religions to help describe reasons for their cruel fate sometimes even providing opposition in the rare unusual case kidnapping curious children for personal nourishment or for a ransom to be paid those who escaped the Subterranean life soon learn that the world is a very dark place and nostalgically yearn for their former homes where they felt relatively safe no matter how much they wanted to watch Parliament burn it wasn't worth showing their face there's no room out there for the peer of heart where everyone moves at a really fast pace best to stay down there pass up your chance and wait wait for the sweet Embrace of a lonely death for the alternative is worse in terms of pain paint the smile over your paper mask it's not a cure that you deserve to take but be that as it were for chance sometimes ignorance is great
