Death By Chance
Many wrote about it,
I don't know how many felt it.
Slained , slaughtered or
Death by chance.
"EXPANDABLES" I Pronounce
Didn't knew what it ment
Got to be one to know one.
SYSTEM CRUMBLED , BOTS FIGHTING AND SHOUTING
Some needed to mourn,
Some wanted to mourn,
Some were brutal just like ****.
I get confused no one seems my own
SYSTEM CRUMBLED , BOTS KILLING AND PROPHESYING
Get a gun or get gunned down,
"One of us or one of them"
Dilettante's crusade is never planned
In company I identified myself.
In solitary I understood myself.
Company threatens me
Solitary frightens me
SYSTEM CRUMBLED , BOTS ENLIGHTENED AND SET FREE
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