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The nessasary

Be it 

Unfortunately
Most likely
Far too 
Fucking late
Evolution
Of the mind
The heart
The soul
Is vital to
The human being

That has had enough 
And will not
Put up
With the garbage

That is shoved

Down their
Throat

Everyday
After day 
By those
Who pay for

But never earn
The right
To be heard
While the rest

Go unheard
While living

Oblivious

To the fact
That no one

Is listening
The illusion
Of choice

Is the kool aid flavor

Of today
And most everyday
As we humans
Let ourselves
Slip farther
And farther

Down the
Intilectual
Food chain
Watching blindly

As our lives
And potential
Slowly

Before our eyes

Slip and fade away
Mankind and

Society as a hole

Have become
Nothing more

Than a sinking shit

Continuously
Taking on water
While instead of
Trying to plug up
The holes
And fix things
We keep
Creating
Bigger and bigger holes

Causing us

To sink faster

Into the oblivion
That will sadly
Become our legacy 
And the one
Praying for
And fighting for

The revolution
That is already
Too late
Just looks one

Full of wisdom
They know may
Never be

Nearly enough
Bows their head
In shame
And fear
Knowing that

The better day
For which
We are fighting

Will sadly
Most likely
Never come
Yet true to
Who they are

They fight on
Anyway
I am one of them
Are you?