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The exigencies rip out of my chest

I let the scream rip out my throat,

As I passionately and resolutely protest

Against the way life’s going, right down hill,

And it’s so hard to swallow like the bitterest pill,

I struggle to contend with this

I struggle even more to make any sense of it,

I just can’t seem to get my head around how little we are doing,

Like ripping down their fucking walls and leaving their system in ruins.