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I fear...

by @xenna

I fear the beasts under my bed I fear the monsters who corrupt society I fear the creatures that allow the racism and stereoypes inhabit their mind I fear the inequality that people say we dont have I fear the critizism we get for doing what we love. I fear the place where we have become I fear the reality that others love I fear the media who supports self confidence but tears it back down again I fear that the world is nigh with how we treat the world. I fear the wars that we start which can be advoided. I fear the wars we see on our streets I fear the gangs today, When back then they didnt harm the innocent I fear this place were manners are wanted but not performed. I fear fear but not as much i fear how humans have become When people question if we still have humanity Where people question if we are truly equal Where people question if we are diverse Where people question if we truely are free. Where people question why we scapegoat Where people question if the governmet will be there Where people question the loyalty. I fear what humans have become the most
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