Weaklings Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

Weaklings



We should all give thanks to being alive
That is the trueness of Thanksgiving
No pilgrimages or Indians
Though this may have somehow
been the message of this so called meeting
but it is really just a misuse of metaphors
Thanksgiving...ha...we turned around and
drove them from their land
and killed them by taking away
everything that they loved
and that is the earth
We in turn destroy the earth with
an undying comet that accelerates more
and more to the earth's core to explode
it with an implosion that nature will
feed us like a doctor
A taste of our own medicine
Be thankful because we are alive
We can change this diagnosis
Democrat or republican it doesn't matter
we all have this burden
Now carry it you weaklings

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