So we stood
torn between pascifism
and our trend of violence
knuckles pail as death herself
minds racing with ideas
but at the same time blank as the expressions
on our faces
children toiling amongst one another
like elementary with school yard fights
this isn't about pride and this has nothing to do with respect or courage
this is about the satisfaction and temporary taming of this beast of human nature.
This is.......fuck it, let the show begin
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