This rock I picked from the rubble
of the latest calamity
fits my hand so perfectly
I almost hate to throw it
at our oblivious enemy
Of course I am required
to avenge sins of the past
so I throw the projectile
and score a direct hit
We scurry a hasty retreat into darkness
to avoid being payback targeted
Everyone riding the cycle of hatred
A litany of futile gestures
The whole eye for an eye bullshit rap
we as a species can't ever seem to get past
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