Constantly trying to shred the layers,
Of a superficially human social scare,
Locked in words of a two-faced descent,
The miasma of profanity, deception and contempt.
A politically correct apartheid norm,
Deviation from the oath that was sworn,
Concepts of equality that we humans mourn,
Without my hate, you would have no form.
You slave your will to this ideology without much reason,
You take up fool’s arms to join the devil’s legions,
You breathe in the lies and expose your mind to treason,
Look for me there amongst your ranks,
Sharpening my sword preparing for these silly seasons.
[Cluster IV]
Of a superficially human social scare,
Locked in words of a two-faced descent,
The miasma of profanity, deception and contempt.
A politically correct apartheid norm,
Deviation from the oath that was sworn,
Concepts of equality that we humans mourn,
Without my hate, you would have no form.
You slave your will to this ideology without much reason,
You take up fool’s arms to join the devil’s legions,
You breathe in the lies and expose your mind to treason,
Look for me there amongst your ranks,
Sharpening my sword preparing for these silly seasons.
[Cluster IV]
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