Black in the Matrix

You took a life from me

You took a life from us

They took a life from me

They took a life from us

"I took out the trash woman"

"He's but a stranger crazy."

My blood boils viciously

And I watch the world adjust

To utter madness

And the tears slowly dry up

Each tragedy becomes a pill

Trying to stop the inevitable

As my body dies slowly

So does my horror

And everyone will continue on living

But they are walking slowly and content

and only a few look in aw

Unsettled, Bitter, and Angry.

 

 

 

 

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