why do you have
second thoughts to
quell
the cruelty of other
people?
can i tell you
that they are your friends
and that you
are part of their
cruel schemes?
that you too are
part of this cruel system
a tool of this
massive matrix of
deception?
i know where i sit and where
i stand
and i know fully well where
to side
next time.
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