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I find myself transported into a realm of chaos where insanity is the accepted mode of life people possess killer minds that mutatees into mass murders others possess bizzare rituals they call religion and force it on others where the wealthy believe it is their right to buy anyone who is of value to them politicans line their pockets with money from the wealthy who paid for their votes while certain people of the society are denied their rights to survive and vote "supremacy" the cry of the day, average people hide, afraid tovoice their fears the world accept cruelty and slaughter of animals while the concerned wring their hands they watch as the world is raped, destroyed and cry in dispair because they couldn't stop it where old forest are cut down to provide space for entertainment of only four days we still throw trash in the oceans for sealife to strangle themselves on, then say "oh well" I don't like this alternate world I'm in, I crave the return to the world I came from I beg to be returned to my homeland, but I'm only ignored or laughed at then the terror sets in as I realize I will not be returned to my ideal world for you see, this is the world I was born into and I begin to cry my shame Vote for this poem
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