Do you think we never forget
your training to **** or be killed
the bunkers you made us live in
here we are huddled, the poor

You think we are as thick as st
just grunts looking, bill dollar Cts
we die like ****** animals
why send the poor

Do you know my brothers and sisters
as we try to protect us and you
we will be remembered liken to ******
use us f**k us forever more

You care little for killers
for we are the walking dead
and all the nightmares we suffer
are to you, just in our head

Yet you ******* still send
still send us
why, oh god why
why send the poor

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
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