My Pain! Our Pain! By Taichi

When is it? Then it is

We’re tired and sick, of piss and shit

What is the cause of the uproar?
All hope forced to silently withdraw
Calls and demands claimed undertaken
Wants and wishes covertly forsaken
“Your pain is our concern” *EL-OH-EL!*😩 What a travesty!
Well-played with modesty; overwhelmed by dishonesty
Alas! In the shadows we’re left to wonder and hope
With atrophied arms, we hang-on to a weak rope
Awaiting which to snap at first
Awaiting the fluid that quenches our thirst


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