what our fears become

these tears

the tears

the ones they cry

as children fall

as men deify

as weman beg

and we hear then scream

as fathers fall

and beggars bleed  

the once that come as demons stream up and down

the  battered streets

 tearing through 

the fabrics seams

this is what we become and see
as we watch what our fears become


this sounds kind of emo or savage but it’s not really. it’s about how the actions of hatred affect people and those actions are the “demons” which run the streets.


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