we watch in horror
as our world
explodes
into full view

many turn away
but most
run for shelters
built by the old ones

a few
longing for redemption
stand and fight
for their birthright

illusions of paradise
built on nameless bodies
bought and sold

the commodities of old
they hoard and prepare
and pine
for that simpler time

when everything was clear
and clean
the underlying filth
never seen

never learned
that their fight was over
before it had begun
nobody won

their birthright
let it burn

Peace/Love/Organize/Resist

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