or the song you sing w/
yr face smashed in
the blood of christ
collected in a plastic cup
what matters here is that
love is not an ocean
the value of human life has
become negligible when set
against the value of oil or
gold and what we consider
are the reasons how
what we contemplate is why
and there are always more
children to replace the ones
who starve to death to
replace the ones who are
raped who are butchered by
soldiers and by priests and
there is always more wealth
to be stolen and more
wars to be won
takes some serious fucking
pain to keep you up and
running in the land
of the free
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