We live in an industrial jungle
with manufacturing animals
We started this society with no end
We are in a program with no goal
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If I too lost my attitude in this dark room will you treat me as a person? Or my shadow that echoes around this room?
Do I deserve to be suppressed from my sun or future sons?
Should I be tricked for a ski mask or treated by the badge?
Can you blame me for hiding indented cheeks and sliding down crooked smiles?
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im just a high school student that buries his ideations in his poems. i lived for one year 16 times nothing else really matter about me im a poet..........)
We
We live in an industrial jungle
with manufacturing animals
We started this society with no end
We are in a program with no goal
water died and dissolved into dead presidents
plaster replaced tree barks,
wire condemned branches
basement slaughtered the tree roots
as long as the sunset resembles dawn,
the ocean reflects the sky,
the night insults the day,
we live in a cycle with no end