Discarded eyes of vision
Glued up souls of plastic
Hearts, a flea market of malice
Pickled intents of evil
Masquerading as last boons
Children, nurtured in loathing
In the gnawing blanket of hate
Mere trinkets for psyches
Willing to dissect out humanity
Rough beasts slouch and rule
Fate trembles at the cowardice
The silent collective fails
To be judged one last time
At the altar of avoidable doom
9 years ago
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