The stripping of humanity.
And feeding of indignities.
No choice is left.
And none perceived.
As a knitting of a global,
Community breeds.
To leave a few in riches.
While millions die,
By a mindset insensitized.
To eliminate people like flies.
Similar to what one does,
When using a pesticide.
Or insecticide,
OR...
Cyanide
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