Undertakers
This is a give me everything world
a million takers for every giver
this is why mankind's wells are running dry
the givers are dead or dying out
soon there'll be nothing left but takers
clusters of walking excuses for human beings
looking to bleed out the last of the givers
then capping the wells of life
with the bones of their dried out excuses-
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2020
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