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We abhor the supremacy

Over death and poverty

Aren’t you aware?

Can you not hear?

Can you not see?

The cries of the aching lot?

Is it not yet enough?

Power blinds you but you’re awake

You are

You know

But for heaven’s sake

Why don’t you despise

The disguise

Of the demon inside your mind?

Wrath of the aching lot

Cries of the suffering lot

Liberate us from behind these bars

Release us from these hidden scars  

Your dominance, it kills us

And your judgement

We can no longer trust

Authority, control, influence

Pray tell

where is the essence

Someone please ring the bell  

Seize the power now

Unite, abolish the hindrance

But the children ask, how

When we’re walking in a trance

From a distance

We are as good as dead

Because we aren’t even fed  

We are living in a cage

Where abuse knows no age

Where the cries of the aching lot

Is nothing but

A clot

In the veins of time

And the lives

Of yours and mine

Are left and considered

Nothing worth a dime

-thanks for the pic julia-