Midnight meanderings of the mind

wakefulness and soulful tunes

Pencils and ponderings

the state of the world

pandemic and war.

If they can't kill the masses with disease

they'll blow them up.

The rich, the privileged

make money out of killing the poor.

The users and abusers of humanity

make money out of the suffering of many.

Where is love?

The innocents of love are tossed aside and broken

by the giant dildo of war being rammed

into their every orifice.

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