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Coming To Our Senses

Who cannot see it?

Children’s ripped and rendered parts,

Like little dolls, pulled apart

By soulless, darkest arts.

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Who cannot hear it?

Propaganda and lies –

Used to rationalise

The unjustifiable.

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Who cannot smell it?

The trawler odours,

The bullshit grown bolder

With each turned shoulder.

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Who cannot taste it?

The bitterest hate,

Division’s aftertaste,

That sweet victim state.

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Who cannot feel it?

That numbing of soul,

That dark, empty hole –

Humanity’s weight: Sold.

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