the accused has no face, the accused has no name
convinced your cause is righteous, you accuse just the same
hubris in the air, this new truth you proclaim
who will be held to account in your one-man court of blame?
clinging to the arcane, certain of what's engrained
sleep soundly in the womb, cradled deep in the roots
twisted, unbreakable, ancient, unshakable
frozen and inert, bedrock in the dirt
broad strokes paint your lens, what brand of hate would you defend?
dense. dead. forgotten. immense. beset. fallen.
the shifting tide of universal woe
how far will we fall before we know?
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