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Life Mercilessly Killed

  • Writer: T.I.Rosen
    T.I.Rosen
  • Oct 1, 2023
  • 1 min read

I

the people you hold captive mercilessly

as they rummage and survive by your rubbish

you are the ruthless tyrant that slash-and-kill

those remaining

stand by

dreading your marches

as they mask their livelihood and purpose

all for you

to

be

satisfied.


the people that ignited your wrath

are decimated by you as we speak

you are the heartless monster everyone fears

even your maleficence proclaim supreme from

those monsters

that their attempts are futile against you

your words are the law, statues at

every

corner

of

the

town.


the people that conform to your 'faith'

you laugh and chuckle as they are at your feet

their essence essentially nothing

by your eyes they're all a citizen should be

but in their own, they betray their ownself

and so some

try to

escape

from

this

dystopia.


they march forward with eyes of hope

but hope falters in this society


and you smell their betrayal

and enlist them to be killed

and ordered your loyal troops

to search for the traitors

and burn them

on display

for

all

to

see

their

mistakes.


II

and so I was born in this town

forced to believe in your words

the sun gets colder

and snow starts to freeze

in your attempts to stop me

from

exiting

your

'wonderland'.


but I won't listen to your lies

as I say goodbye you ran after me

hours by foot in the faraway forest

"Let's end it all", you say

"You're not real, doubt"

you

fade

away

finally

the world

became how it is

chaos and terror

but

this terror is

authentic

and even feel


comforting

at times.

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