Destroyers
Destroyers
You,
the younger generation...
that wants,
and does not care.
That needs,
and demands... more,
from every human
born before their time.
They take from stores,
and from everyday people.
You don't care who you hurt,
or what happens after today.
But tomorrow will come.
Many will not bow
to your stupidity,
and you are so much
less than you believe
you are.
Wake the giant
and be sorry.
Wake the monster(s)
and know that your names
have been given to them.
They... will come for you.
In the day, and in the night.
There will not even
be a fight.
Only your sad crying,
as you are dying
from your hate.
It is your fate.
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