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Click hereThe dark matter flows through my veins
Clouding my thoughts
Furrowing my brow
Narrowing my eyes
Clutching my fists
Curling my lip
Why?
I pound my fist
I curse the enemy
I stomp my feet
I flex my arms
Why?
I snarl with rage
I chant with protest
I shake with fury
Why?
I kick the ground
I punch the air
Why?
I hate
Why?
By now, I do not know.
The rage has comsumed my thougths
my voice
my soul
Why?
For no reason.
The deed is done
The day over
The journey through life continues as it would have anyway.
Should I fuel violence with violence?
Should I fuel resistance with resistance?
Should I fuel hate with hate?
What example do we set?
What justice do we create?
What do we do with our future?
Do we hate those that hate?
Do we fight those that fight?
Do we kill those that kill?
Why?