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The gasping and wailing of existence

Collectively, some sickening mantra

A falsely branded pacifism

Thinly veiled by an inability

To control oneself

It’s just something genetic

Oh, the mental void of intellect

The deepening sinkhole of bravery

Shackled by a makeshift moral duty

Blinded by the screen

Of Idiocracy

Blinded by the screen

Of Aristocracy

Hiding behind

a dimly lit candle

Purveyor of conspiracy

His dirty hands

reeking of inconsistency

Caress this very altar

This statue of obnoxiousness

Vanity treated pridefully

A treacherous road to stumble on

Unless you’re shielded by

Complacency,

Hurl your sons into the fire

And never walk this earth again

Abolishing this legacy of

Cretins

Cretins

Textbook blockheads

Cretins