Justice
Guilt
Smite the
Amalekite’s, goes the line
Protection
of justice is the only fair climb
Yet
compelling emotions from dark origins
Inflicted
into minds of those swords, pains
Set out
to compartmentalize those aches
Until the
mind forever forsakes
Pre-existing
training on the way to independent thought
Unbendable
even, so learn to live with unearned guilt
Tautology
secures the action, one step before logical justification
This step
to the edge the limit, unable to break the ache
It is
morality’s loneliness, without an analgesic antidote
Physical
wretchedness from tears or being Quixote
No
surrender is possible for it’s your mind chemicals
Always
feasible is a bender, those mind altering consumables
Run away
from the world to forget it is a circle not rounded
You’ll
come face to face with yourself, so I hope you’re grounded
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