By ktzulu
Scurrying abot in squalor You see the rats of pestilence Yet we are poverty's peasants Not your rodents of disease We provide sustenance, not demise Humanity's cobblestones we have become Trampled into oblivious mediocrity The masses of mass indistinction High society's elitists have stolen our voice Written January 17th, 2002 © on Jan 17 2002 11:48 AM PST 0 • 9
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"Scurrying abot in squalor..."
Author:ktzulu
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"Scurrying abot in squalor..." by ktzulu
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"In the night of darkness, When hell-hounds yell The demons be shrill and the heart races like hell Are you scared of what beholds When headstones bare your name, Does the blood still flow In the hour..."
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