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After this figure of speech isn’t enough
I can hardly understand
It’s a call for madness
Starvation sets in
Bark, boiled
Nutrient rich
We’ve killed the four pests
It’s a return to the land
The promise of progress
Will feed and warm us
Our sister’s anguish
Is our brother’s keeper
Will there be a witness,
an end to this sufferance?
Is this really living?
Or am I enslaved?
I find my place in line
As I watch from the outside
Our children do not eat
I understand why
It’s for the greater good
We pick the bones of rats
I learn to understand
Time goes in circles
The promise of progress
Has left us cold and wan
A product of history
As it is happening
We’re hardly succeeding
We’re barely living
We cannot escape this
This isn’t real
No more, enough, why?
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