The Great Banquet

They hear your muffles and screams

But they don't come for help

They see the apple in your mouth

But they won't take it out

They see the binding ropes

But they won't untie them

They see you naked

But they refuse to give you clothes

All they wanna do is watch as you suffer

Say they're there

But only to eat your naked flesh

Or simply to watch

Or to shove that apple down your throat

Or to tighten your ropes

They're not there for you

Only there to derive pleasure, 

 

but never there to help. 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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