in shameful defeat
banned and cursed
by [those] who stand and cheer
[and] spit and ache imprisoned
by the emanations of their greed,
it toils alone
from mourning to mourning
silent within
feeding on grief
denying the light
for fear it might sing.
upon this, your exposure,
it satiates its void
with unwelcome need
and it speaks, for it
is you it must greet.
"hell no", it says
in this report
and you agree
denying all
responsibility
while both we know
that all of us
will end in me.
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