Slaves to Society
the violence will it simply will succeed.
When face to face into the thick of it,
The force of will it will enforce the fist.
A shallow pit of emptiness,
Can we escape from restlessness?
Reluctance from their empty heads,
Society's already dead.
Impoverished nations, will they rise again?
A confrontation have we reached the end?
The slaves of hatred can begin again,
In contemplation of their master plan.