The Truth Hurts Poem by Mara SalvatruchaDemon

The Truth Hurts



i won't take my life like hilter with cyanide
got nothing to live my mind is full of homicide
i wont be like Paul von Hindenburg a brainwash slave
sometimes i think we live all seeing eye
cause citizens are punished without indictment or trial
subjected to a curfew, then banned from coastal areas, and subsequently shipped to inland detention
but that was in the 1940's or is it happening now in denial
cold and confused and is my life style
i want power like the Hittites
but i cant see a future at all
in my life i didn't accomplish anything like the 2000 Camp David Summit
all my positive feelings and emotions has plummet
soon i will disappear like Madeleine Albright

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