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The fear of nothing changing
The rush of emotion stilled The air once consumed by an undiluted energy Now eerily quiet Something lingers in the air Justice? No something louder but hidden A violence so silent It could go unnoticed by those who don't care to see Those who choose wilful ignorance The streets once crowded by protest Now sits empty Brought down from the high of purpose Now left with an overwhelming feeling of hopelessness The stench of death plagues the streets Where once voice and life used to meet Now only emptiness you will greet Only thing left is failed legacies and echoes of long gone feet The people who assumed these spaces Just like the streets now empty The promises of a better future Dead like the movement Despite having enough strength in their bodies to go on Mourning takes their time of what's lost Hoping to gain the strength to march again But as the world continues to hate instead of help Slowly losing their joy, the best parts of themselves They are tired though not from the burning screams for justice Nor the tiring marches But through a slow realisation that the world they live in may never change
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