We take the daily beating
like men
Clean our bloodied faces
as best we can
Torture can become habit forming
if you let it
Truth be told
it's this powerless feeling
which hurts most
Waiting for Death
to strike down
our sickly tormentor
and free us from the pain
he inflicts so expertly
But when?
Having to rely on tragedy
used to make us feel guilty
back when we still possessed
a shred of humanity
long ago ripped from us
by the relentless beast
who stole our souls
So we awaken each morn
and check our news feeds
praying to find
word of the wicked witch's demise
What a celebration that will be
A glorious global holiday
(sigh)
I guess we are now monsters too
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