Chapter 57: mankind.

it's her.Words: 2320

blood feels poisoned

sickness in our veins

wasting time looking for

more space in this cage

air feels fake

your face makes up

mistakes of the new age

society?

is fa..., calling it

sky diving is falling, we

consume and we go crazy

of this system

we got the whole world

still miss them

cause

our blood feels poisoned

with sickness in our veins

it sustains our fears

and the strains of our tears

a life full of prisons filled with

broken-glass-visions, cause

we search for community,

still too distracted to understand our unity in

being alone

alone

alone

mankind

what is a man?

human beings are trying to stand against prejudices of history,

still a modern injury

trump talks about

law and orders, ruining the country with violence and borders

it's a typical

meant to be political

scene of repeating our story,

but don't worry

our nation writes it's letters with glory

all of this blood

it's poisoned

sickness is spreading our veins

we sing hymns for the minor ones who

weren't meant to survive,

hymns of our life's

what a surprise

we disguise the price of the prejudices

mankind

shoot down this child,

eat the meat, go wild

there's always a gun right by your side, tell me

does that feel alright?

black and white,

white and black,

red neck, skin head flag

don't trust the ones behind your back

your fear

is it true?

girls make your wifey come instead of you?

oh, your fears

aren't they true?

the immigrant worker actually working harder than you?

who's getting paid?

who is truly paying you?

we are poisoned

with cheap clothes and plastic oceans

we are poisoned from saying

'this is who I am' and

popstars' life on instagram

it's wasting time

looking for more space in this cage filled with

so many streets leading

into drug-filled citybeats

you want to be clean?

you want to be free?

pay for it

just pray

go ship yourself away for it

the big white man will start a war for it

just like we started all of this shit

make it great again

shoot the activists down

president's secretly wearing a crown

we didn't know

we don't want to learn

that's why all of this hunger and pain,

war and hate will always dominate  the turn

take the weak ones,

let them burn!

it's in our blood

poison

it's the sickness in our veins

it's wasting time

looking for more space in this cage

a cure?

it's hard to find in

the desert lands

of mankind