Haiku riddle
tons of garbage
left by those who want peace
the right to be shitty
people like to march
to the tune of pied piper
social conscience
when everyone concurs
they are usually dead wrong
bombs are exploding
consensus are fakes
foisted on naive people
thinking in unison
beware of peace traders
they want you to agree with them
dark hearts of hate
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