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Society Is As We Live


We are the voice, the reason

Yet we choose to be silent.

So, what does that make us?

The corruption, the treason!

Spewing out nonscence like "the little man" and "justice"

 

Yet we are the "big man", the bully!

Giving into our urges fully,

Hurting each other while blaming it on "society":

The collection of individuals that form a thriving group

Who demand equality while throwing under the rug the truth!

 

We demand something more, something better from life,

Asking for love, peace of mind and companionship,

But all we receive is "society" plunging into our hearts a knife!

Tearing our flesh apart with every RI--------------P!

 

What is "society"?! A big, bad monster under our beds?

Is it a figment of our imagination? In our heads?

What is it? Who is it? Is it small or massive?!

What is "society?" Society is as we live...

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