Voices not heard
Screaming in a mute world
Shamed by no inquiries
And the moral compass
Well it keeps going south
To nervousness
Trying to run fast, away
Before ever being caught
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And who is guilty?
That for which uses haste
To paste themselves
In the honorary privilege
Of being
A taint drenched in pig's blood
To infect those
Of never feeling safe again
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And they wonder why
Silence goes every different direction
One can only screen enough
Till the pain mutes them all away
*
I believe the wounded
For they have nothing to gain
Not those too comfortable
Playing society
As if it was all just a game
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What are morals anyway?
So many perspectives
One could very much say
*
Unheard voices
What is there to gain?
Pain, pain and more pain
When muted to silence
Carried away in disarray
*
Where is the pride in that?
And then fate looks down
With such strong disdain
*
Madness wins
Welcoming everything
Out of sanity's range
Welcome to the land
Of the mentally deranged
Trying to rush things
So there can be a clean slate
Yet, the filth it will always remain
Infamous in the history
Of an all time disgrace
*
Oh, look at the guilty
As they smile and smile away
*
When will judgement ever become coherent?
When common sense is being white washed
Gas lit into a torrid illusion
Where to only advance
Is to pay to play
*
And souls have been sold
To highest bidders
Of the lowest forms
Of depraved madness
*
Welcome to the land
Of disillusion
Mentally ill intentions
Corrupting all
That stands cowardly
In its own selfish of ways
*
Welcome to the asylum
Ran by the mentally insane
*
Voices are heard
Using hate and fear
Screaming to a ignorant world
Where most value
Goes into that
For which causes the most pain
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And free mind's they starve alone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem