Multiple voices state their fate filled with despair and hate
Seems too late as their lungs killed joy to echo self state
Debate the rusted rumbles as opinions tumble by the second
But by the second shout their fumbles just beckoned
Reckoned pain bled enternally at the back as thoughts forgot
Trying to scream externally but the thoughts had the jaw lock
The plague spot of society with opinions as a variety
But only the front seen back to back measuring anxiety
The propriety to me but why? do we apply these theses?
Classes diabetes insulating bypassing the sweetend faeces....
As we embrace the terms racism no longer a threat
But classes our regret seperating dreams we come to expect
That some respect the american dream slowly fizzles out
As only the ones seen forward can scream and shout....

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