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Homeless spikes in an empty park, it's fine

Destroying, revoking unions of love, it's fine

Forced parasite cultivation, it's fine

Abducting, corralling human beings, it's fine

It doesn't affect you, you're safe

If you just play along nicely

Comply, ignore, reject, act like a good dog

You'll surely avoid the same fate

But what next?

What happens when they run out of fuel?

Soon it's you

Who feels the swift kick of the boot

You yelp, limping

But none are left to come help you

They're dead, gone, abandoned

In the wake of your apathy

The chain chokes your throat

You push the spoke harder

Given less scraps each day

Profit maximized until you starve

The boomerang returns, it's not fine

Your fingers sliced to bone, it's not fine

They gut you and bleed you, it's not fine

Worked till you join the bodies, it's not fine

It never was