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No Fight for Life
Lost, are the freedoms I cherish, and now my world is nightmarish. Slowly, to my rage I lost control. Now I feel nothing: I cannot be whole. My vote was cast, we came in last, and here I am, imprisoned as an outcast. The new king has stolen the throne and my life; I am no longer my own. Soon, I’ll lose the thoughts inside my head; he’s already censoring all that’s said. My speech restricted, my property confiscated, till I’m left with nothing, but still he’s not sated. There will be no war. There won’t be a fight. There will be just the slaughter of all on the right. This dynasty has fallen. The world’s not far behind. The struggle has been lost to the voting of the blind. |
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