We built their prisons from their own blood

Their blood was the poison that would kill them 
Their presence blinding 
That's why they hate them
They come too close and try to touch them 
But they didn't know that we are the sun
That trying to block out the sun
Would become their biggest problem

Actions have consequences 
And we were their karma 
The one thing they can't have our colour
Their envy would be their downfall
The sun feeds the earth its energy 
So when you take it away, you better hope it has empathy
Or maybe we should take a leaf out of your book and show no mercy

Revenge is a dish best served with a side of justice
If you haven't realised yet we are the sun
We will burn of your skin until your flesh and bone
And drown you in a pool of your blood 
So that you understood 
That we all bleed red and to dismantle your victimhood
And now we watch you struggle in a prison of your own blood
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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