🎙️ “My Dear Citizens…”
(A Truth Translation of a Spectacle Speech)
> My dear citizens…
I’ve built temples in your fear,
highways over your grief,
and statues taller than your questions.
> I gift you pride —
but stitched from someone else’s pain.
I call it legacy.
You call it holy.
> I speak of sacrifice —
but never mine.
I speak of unity —
but only if you kneel first.
> I will tell you the enemy wears your neighbor’s face.
I will tell you the past was broken
so I can hammer it into a throne.
> When you are hungry,
I will give you slogans.
When you are jobless,
I will give you flags.
When you are hopeless,
I will give you an enemy.
> Your rage will become my orchestra.
Your silence, my applause.
> And when truth knocks…
I will call it conspiracy.
And when you cry…
I will raise my voice higher
so no one hears you.
> My dear citizens…
You don’t need to think —
just chant.
You don’t need to dream —
just obey.
You don't need to question--
Just comply.
You shouldn't to be human --
Just be zombie.
You don’t need to wonder —
I’ve already decided
what your future remembers
and what your children forget.
> Jai ho.
Jai mine.
Jai mask.
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