We continue to dig as the water flows in
We dig our own graves as the fire begins
The flames spread higher and higher
As we continue to sacrifice for this empire
When all along our fate is sealed
But still fucking blinded when all is revealed
Ignoring the warnings of defeat
Ignoring all until your martyrs are complete
Ignoring the arrogance of your lord
Ignoring the ignorance of your word
But still you continue happy yet fucked
Amazed and continuing, nothing but luck
Trying what you can to not be the exile
But our attempts are always futile
And everyone's ending will always be the same
We will never be able to win this game
i like the poem! nice work. but i have to say... of corse shit happens if it didnt then we would all be walking around with tummy achs. then we would all be dead from the bloating! lol! but yea, that just kinda prooves my point of veiw, shit does happen, but it happens for a reason and if you tryed to stop shit from happening, that could only cause worse shit to happen!l8rz!
shit happins