The Dooming.
Compliance steadily swaying,
Conscious notions of pain.
Only sorrow to gain,
In a life consistently decaying.
Of love the enchanted promise,
With life in forward motion
Brings to the connotation
Meaning of social compromise.
Ending choices for a democracy,
Fallen promises of “the” better world,
That sidelines the hidden meanings
Of destruction.
Take away the means of the masses,
Thinking that no one will care.
That the child or the elderly,
No longer wills,
Shall cease to exist.
With our history gone,
Replaced with ignorance,
Of a new civil revolution.
As if our ancestors
Fought for nothing.
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