Dictator=creator(?) Poem by syafiq syahmi

There was never that something,
of you, me and them are fighting,
what it is and is nothing more,
of created wisdom and ideal chores,
of fanatic lies and physical deception,

Utter no more words,
it hurts me harder, harder and harder,
as the wound goes deeper, deeper and deeper,
as your lies go bigger, bigger and bigger,

None of them shall wake us from this dream,
none of them could be the savior of this massacre,
for they are the creator of this horror,
never been an actor but always the director,
as we are all murdered by this dying humanity,
slowly digested by time to be,
unless we ourself be the creator,
joining among that other on that off course stream,
drifting slowly through times,
fade not but never is me,
to be among them O history to be,
and be condemned by others just like me..