"An Insurrection Of Insecurity"
An insurrection of insecurity
An Oblivious deficiency of confidence
Over sought by poverty
Beginning to search for the answer
Amongst the ruins
For the question for humanity
Why are we here?
The desolation of truth
The smell of soot emits from the heart
As the flames of passion begin to die out
The cold shadow of doubt
Slowly constricting
The heart of humanity
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