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I feel a tempest rising
As if a fire in brigade
Like a brigand stealing children
For his own warring games
Isn't it society
To breed us on the tit
The milk of human nature
Hate, greed and filth

For my words often have no aim
No true declaration
They are misaligned
And changing

The meter of my score
Is nearly twenty to zero
As I'm losing my own battle
No longer my own hero

Do you see the blood dripping
From smiling cheek to cheek
Selfish, arrogant
Indefinably lazy

I feel so many things
Think a poem every word or two
And thus I find it hard to try
And breath as though I do

My heart beats with a pained sound
My lungs struggle to draw breath
And such is the way of mine
All pent up and bereft

Do you know of my solace
The pain lying on my wrist
Do you know where your own name is
On my own little list

Whyfor the acquisitions
Of a new ego truly be
Whyfor the tempest rages
As if never before I've seen

I walk as though I'm blind
In a world I understand
Though I know not of
All these things
Which I wish I knew instead

Description
I feel a tempest rising
As if a fire in brigade
Like a brigand stealing children
For his own warring games
Isn't it society
To breed us on the tit
The milk of human nature
Hate, greed and filth

For my words often have no aim
No true declaration
They are misaligned
And changing

The meter of my score
Is nearly twenty to zero
As I'm losing my own battle
No longer my own hero

Do you see the blood dripping
From smiling cheek to cheek
Selfish, arrogant
Indefinably lazy

I feel so many things
Think a poem every word or two
And thus I find it hard to try
And breath as though I do

My heart beats with a pained sound
My lungs struggle to draw breath
And such is the way of mine
All pent up and bereft

Do you know of my solace
The pain lying on my wrist
Do you know where your own name is
On my own little list

Whyfor the acquisitions
Of a new ego truly be
Whyfor the tempest rages
As if never before I've seen

I walk as though I'm blind
In a world I understand
Though I know not of
All these things
Which I wish I knew instead