To Ashes We Become

imagine that, those with so much,

struggle to find happiness long-lasting;

insistently resorting to enjoy

the synthetic substance of plastic pleasure

dryly inserted, silly, sadistic, sick bastards

grow fat and grey regardless

how miserable our existing struggle,

a stain overlooked is imaginary when invisible.

those whose bellies have never known hunger

will never understand the empathetic ways

of a simplistic society slowly gathered,

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