I'm trying to be a better person
Really, I am
But in a world this diseased
I'm not too sure how one achieves that
With hands washed in blood

I'm willing to ****
I don't use the word ******
Though many would
But a dead fascist
Is just good poetry
A rhyming couplet that tickles
Like an ASMR video of Kalashnikovs

The system is was and always has been ******
Understandable why you'd want it burnt
But the ramifications are too numerous
To list
When there's still so many to ****.