Vengeance

Vulnerability is a thing, why can't you understand?

Eating our souls to the very last breath

Numbing our brains with senseless past.

Gritting your teeth toward us ghast

Envy every last of who we are.

Are you happy now?

Never will we bow.

Cunning are our people

Ending this great tyranny of evil. 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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