Plight
For ages I became impotent and voiceless
And agitation built up rage in nous though
I took the white precipitate for composure
Many mistook me for a shameless addict...
Emotional violence drove out the beast in
Me and now that I became potent... Ego
I will reveal more that I used to conceal the
Ills brother got me through, No more...
No more to emotional agitations from the
Comrade for I pled beast upon beast, ramps
No more to the white precipitate that bring
About harmony where wars are ever waged.
Calm I will be when the brother shalt bring
About the element of parity in the domains
Calm I will vote till no more torture be brought
And tables turn all inequalities to equalities...
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