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One grave to be opened up.
Two urns to be placed inside.
Three remnants of loved ones to forever rest.

One headstone to be adorned with three inscriptions,
Engraved words on stone as cold as the chills of death;
Names that can't be whispered without feeling the heart ache
With the hollow pit of loss, a black hole of despair.

Two family members following Death in quick succession,
As if they had already decided not to separate from each other.
Yet the comfort those thoughts bring to the living
Fall short, blocked out by the deeply-felt loss.

Three loved ones now eternally together;
Two vulnerable daughters and their ever-loving mother.
Life is easy
Society is hard
So many complicating rules
What and what not to do
While being treated like tools

Education viewed as important
But priced as a luxury
The higher your IQ
The more your laughed at
Being ignorant is the new wise
Punished for exposing lies
Was my childhood a lie?
Was I being told lies this long?
If so, then jail me now
Because I’ll expose it all.
Society is hard

People are rewarded for lies
Money handed to them on a silver platter
They will do anything for that
Meaningless thing to give their lives meaning
But the richest ones we see are on the streets
The ones that we ignore
They don’t dress the part, but they can show it
In their smile, in their actions
They are rich in the soul, which is the greatest treasure

You tell me to be myself
But then you laugh at me for doing so
Then laugh at me more for hitting my all-time low

Do this, do that
Follow this, follow that
But I can’t follow this if I do that,
But if I don’t follow this, I’ll be hated
Or killed
And if I do this, I’ll be hated for doing it
And if I follow that, I’ll be hated for following that
Society is hard

Being good leads you to the streets
Showing kindness is looked down upon
Education leads to bankruptcy
Intelligence is shunned
While nice finishes last, the cheaters have already won

I’ve been told that this is the life we live
That society is life
A human being is not meant to live this hell
Life and this society do not go well
So much death
So much destruction
At this rate, there won’t be anything left

There is no need for any of this
The river of life has been manipulated and torn
To the point no fish can swim

We must fix it
Not by fixing society
But ourselves,
These are our lives, our river

Do what you feel is right
Work together, make compromises
Go with the flow

And some of you may think, you don’t
Need change
But that just shows how closed your river is

Open your river to change
We can fix this life and we can do it
One river at a time
Her blond hair is thick and flowing
Like her voice which calms the senses
Her lips are red, pouty and kissable
Her figure is curvy yet proportioned
Her disposition is sweet, polite and kind.

And I am wrong, aren't I?
To let her captivate me even as a woman
Because you noticed what I said earlier
And she glanced back at you and smiled
And I let her take you away from me.

She's beautiful, isn't she?
That's why you made her your wife
And not I...
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