« on: November 24, 2011, 02:19:03 AM »
With all this aggression and oppression.
Wielding all this pain of concession,
do we truly have freedom?
Overpopulation is a major frustration,
but is noting compares to our corrupt,
This unholy pain, that I try
to hold and
Fear has gotten the better of me.
For I was once blind to this madness,
but it is now all I can truly see.
To be born on the greatest nation
on earth, comes with a hefty fee.
I once a soul. It was mine to keep.
Sadly now I can only weep,
for it was lost upon this miserable heap
of what was once humanity.
Greed got the best of us, but I don't complain.
Because we all reached for this glorious fame,
only to be left behind with all of our shame.
Behold! The weapon of mass destruction.
It is green, it is mean, and definitely unclean.
This is me, after watching a documentary on the downfall of western industrialization.
« Last Edit: November 24, 2011, 02:24:13 AM by Ragnorrock_13 »
Next time, I'll collect the money, and you can die!
The perfect blossom is a rare thing. You could spend your life looking for one, and it would not be a wasted life.