humanimals
i listen
to songs at very high volume
and sing
along with 'em
hoping
i don't break any rules.
i take
things more
than i ever need
from the tables of public use
believing
that's my right.
i have
trees cut
i have
rivers silted up with my used stuff
i have
a deaf ear and blind eye turned
to all forms of
the loss of humanity
but still ...
i eat
and drink
thinking
i'm a human being
in the age
of democracy.
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