I watched you building borders
Riding north on golden tigers
Feeding famished families
All the brass that you could muster
Running rackets round rodeo
Seeping lifeblood from your victims
Until they scrape their tired bones
To feed you marrow
And yet you've come to loathe
The wild children
Who
Through misanthropic misdemeanors
Rage against the dying
Of the systems you have set forth
To feed into their ire
Oct 2, 2021
Oct 2, 2021 at 7:08 PM UTC
I watched you building borders
Riding north on golden tigers
Feeding famished families
All the brass that you could muster
Running rackets round rodeo
Seeping lifeblood from your victims
Until they scrape their tired bones
To feed you marrow
And yet you've come to loathe
The wild children
Who
Through misanthropic misdemeanors
Rage against the dying
Of the systems you have set forth
To feed into their ire
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