The Horryfing Screams That Were Suddenly Halted

Keep paying your dues when liberalism packets profits from your sweat; and don't mutter a disapproval word... when your stomach growls for an altruism that enriches the lives of the smart, while yours is not considered sacred. The horrifying screams that were suddenly halted by an exhaled breath are fragments of all hope and the beginning of all strife; they remain inside and make your agonizing soul bleed: don't think of possible revenge... while smelling the stench of the blood. It's the ultimate self-sacrifice preventing the horrendous carnage of thousands who cling to life, barely making their ends meet, just picking up their breadcrumbs and continue the squalid living and ache for the abundance promised by a liar who only sought gold. Is it possible to avoid cruel glances and hatred feelings, not hear threats that disquiet a tranquil life meant to be lived by all who seek happiness, not disharmony, conflict, or insidious rife? Is it human to break hearts and rejoice over their grievances caused by malicious deeds? Mend yourself for the actions that brought ambivalent moods of distrust, why hurt others and not be punished by the same token? Don't keep spinning your wheel...it will stop and bring you down! The horrifying screams that were suddenly halted by an exhaled breath in distress have retained their fret to encounter more frightful images that prolong their play of mischievousness among enlarging shadows, no powerful light will make them vanish into nothingness: there's no redemption without realizing the gravity of wrong. instead of crunchy bread.