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Oct 2021
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


Through misanthropic misdemeanors
Rage against the dying

Of the systems you have set forth
To feed into their ire
Written by
Leo  28/M/Massachusetts
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