Materialism is all that runs - Through his cold-blooded heart
Forgetful of sentiments - Hollow is his talk
Greed, lust and malice - Has deadened his walk
Silent death surrounds him - All he fears is the naught

Survives man a futuristic life -Fashioned as the aura of obsessions
Either starvation or detestation - Oblivious is he of sufferer's afflictions
Though sees, hears, understands - But at last, shrugs in ignorance
Wondering if this misery ever will fade? - Never until prejudice in mortals ends

~Want Freedom or Face Requiem

-Crystal

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