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A World Without Hope

City streets filled † † †  
With degradation-- † † † †  
Sadomasochists, † † † †  
Sodomists, and † † † † †  
Sadistic bastards † † † † †
All around us. † † † † †
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A chemical fog † † † †  
Turned what was † † † †  
Left of our days into † † † †  
An eternal night. † † † † †
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We roam, lost in our † † † †  
Apathy, quivering and † † † †  
Shivering--no prayers. † † † † †
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Cults of religious fanatics † † † †  
Try to convince us there is † † † †  
Something better waiting † † † †  
For us on the other side, † † † †  
But no longer is salvation † † † †  
Of any importance. † † † † †
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We now live for a high, † † † †  
A numbness to the † † † †  
Terrible sensations † † † †  
That surround us. † † † † †
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These are strange times-- † † † †  
Nothing left to believe in, † † † †  
Many without a home to live in. † † † † †
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We take what we can get, † † † †  
Scraps and throw aways † † †
Are now our feasts. † † † † †
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No more revolutions, † † † †  
We just want to watch † † † †  
The world burn! † † † † †
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Open space is long † † † †  
Gone, megacities are † † † †
All we can see. † † † † †
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The stars of the past † † † †  
Are now hidden by † † † †  
Smoke clouds and † † † †  
Artificial light. † † † † †
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We didnít choose this, † † † †  
But still we live with † † † †  
Our ancestors long † † † †  
Overdue consequences. † † † † †  
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Our world is now worse † † † †  
Than the looming death † † † †  
Everyone used to fear. † † † † †
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Suicide has become an † † † †  
Understandable decision. † † † † †
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People used to think we † † † †  
Would find a way to live † † † †  
Forever-- reach space and † † † †  
Learn to love everyone. † † † †  
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That is not the case. † † † † †
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The rich got richer and † † † †  
The poor got poorer. † † † † †
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War is all that lasted forever. † † † † †
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Those pure at heart were † † † †  
Assassinated and those † † † †  
Evil all lived on. † † † † †
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You can run but † † † † †  
You canít hide, † † † †  
Drone strikes take † † † †  
Out the people † † † † †  
Who owe money. † † † † †
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Protesters get bombed and † † † †  
Visionaries are killed at birth. † † † †  
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We now live on an overpopulated † † † † †
Planet with no signs of life. † † † † †
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Youíd be lucky to find a † † † †  
Copy of The Great Gatsby. † † † † †
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Most of the best art † † † † †
Was destroyed by the † † † † †
Government. † † † †  
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Every once in a while you † † † †  
You may see some graffiti, † † † †  
But other than that, all † † † †  
Signs of the soul are gone. † † † † †
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The last bit of enlightenment † † † †  
Was lost when the buddhist † † † †  
Monks all burned themselves † † † †  
Alive in protest to where † † † † †  
The world was headed. † † † † †
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Not a single person even † † † †  
Stopped and noticed them, † † † †  
Everyone just strolled by. † † † †  
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Feral children and † † † †  
Wild dogs run rampid. † † † †  
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A dead body on the † † † †  
street is no longer † † † †  
Is no longer a sight † † † †  
To see, it's rutine. † † † †
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Hookers and dope dealers † † † †  
Are on every corner. † † † †  
Strip clubs and bars † † † †  
Line up all the streets. † † † † †
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Murder is no longer a punishable † † † †  
Offence and getting mugged is an † † † †  
Issue we all have to deal with. † † † † †
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The wealthy live on top of hills, † † † †  
Surrounded by their own † † † † †  
Private armies-- walls a hundred † † † †  
Feet tall protecting them from † † † †  
The desperate masses. † † † † †
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Even with all the medical advances, † † † †  
Life expectancy is only thirty. † † † † †
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Most people donít even get † † † †  
Buried, they just get left † † † †  
In the spot they past away. † † † †  
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The best we can do is † † † † †
Think of better times-- † † † †  
Hendrix, J.F.K., M.L.K., † † † †  
John Lennon, and † † † †  
Mohandas Gandhi. † † † † †
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Itís hard to believe peace † † † †  
Was ever a possibility. † † † † †
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There is no beauty left † † † †  
In this world, not at all. † † † † †
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A long time ago, † † † †  
People used to stop and † † † †  
Stare up at the night sky † † † †  
And hope for something more. † † † † †
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Now, we just keep walking. † † †  
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There is no hope left † † †  
In this world of ours. †
Gonzo69
Written by Gonzo69 (AnthonyHendrix)
Published | Edited 20th Jul 2014
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