Life is an Elegy, a never ending cycle of despair
Foretold and prophecised by the network community,
And at the top; pretentious bastards all who bear
The losses of our fabled integrity
But never have respect, they don't care
About other humans being below; power has no decency.
Life is an Elegy, a sadist forceful trick,
Composed from nothingness to torture me
And utilised by those with hate as solid as brick.
So I am cast down under the waves, and I see
That I am a beached whale, landed and forced to stick
To the ground, while these tricksters giggle with glee.
Life is an Elegy, do not get me wrong,
A one way train ride that spirals out of control
People cannot live together, they sing, but only a song
Of sadness and rage. Our hearts are black as coal
And yet we still press on for however long
It takes us to get along.
For we are the human race, and we like to fuck up our lives.
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