Thy Monstrous Urge To Gather
Gives Me No Choice But To Bother
Have I Have Not Enough Matter?
From The Books Of The Father?
Thou Art Laundry To Wash
An Untamed Animal To Lash
My Path Is A Ship Against The Tides
Sailing The Streams Of My Eyes
Thou Policy Is Upon The Poor
Feeding Egos Of The Riches
Death Of Me Almost My Remedy
Of All My Grief And Stitches
Thou Gifts Me
Diseases, Cures
Weapons, Shields
Chemicals, Masks
You Send Me War
You Send Me Peace
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