BALLAD #23

I want, You want,

We all can't attain,

Just a futile hunt,

Behind our disdain.

Shredding away,

Picking at our years,

We're nothing today,

But empty tears,

Can't embrace the fact,

That we are as we are,

Can't make a pact,

To change just how far (it goes),

Gotta stop waiting for death,

Get active now,

Don't waste any time on the method,

Lest you be slaughtered like a simple cow,

Born in a fire,

Killed in a blaze,

No one to admire,

No one to amaze,

Sentenced to monotony,

A conviction of death,

Swimming through the dark sea,

With a shortage of breath,

I want, I need, I should,

You take, you rip, you remove,

Is this how you would have it,

Beating against a single groove?

Strike back at me,

We want, we require, we need,

The sky is dark, and we still see,

That we are the last seed,

Live it up while you can,

Beat back to the melody,

Control comes like a battering ram,

Swift and hard, your life is the fee,

It's a weapon of pure deception,

Of greed, of lust, of hate,

With no welcoming reception,

Holding power over your fate.

Machines of hatred and death,

And abstract concepts of war,

As addictive as crystal meth,

Knocking down the sanctuary door,

Strike back, fight back,

Get to the core,

The knowledge you could never lack,

Control is but an eyesore,

For those who have the power,

And the concept of life,

Born in a bullet shower,

Ended with a knife,

They live for us,

Night and day,

Our protection, our lust,

Revolves on what they say.

I have nothing more,

I have nothing less,

No blood, no gore,

No wound, no dress,

I leave with these words,

I bestow upon thee,

May I be heard, for,

For all humanity…

So yeah. I envisioned that as a rather long rock ballad. I really like it. Anyways. There isn't much more for me to say. I started learning Python for the second time to waste time, and jumped right in by making an iterator class. Waste of time? I know. Oh well. Anyways. Oh yes.

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