Defacing Humanity

Woe to societies: I plead, just deface us all.
Spoil the surface of my humanity,
or appearance of everything that I am.
That I would be ignored and hated.
By drawing or writing on it;
The wall cries of indignity.
Go on, wretched fool,
mar or disfigure the human race once more.
A young man, charismatic and handsome
In his own words a twenty first century anthem
A human for human systematic mess
For the people, But in an essence: defenceless.
"If I were one of them", the young man says,
" I would think this cold world hated me.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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