Open Secrets

Society devours the souls of the weak.
it doesn't care about your heritage or your dreams-
the masses cry for blood, and blood they shall get.
They call for destruction,
the decimation of our humanity,
we surrender,
as we always do.
we cannot fight the tidal waves
of negativity-
we drown in the tsunamis
sweeping us through
a bitter existence.

The End

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