This is not rage... This is my sadness on fire

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I could talk about how living as a young man is complicated,Or about how girls in short skirts and strapless tops is no man's perturbI could rant about how trivial misdoings have surmounted life burdened charges I could reprimand the fact that our societal bylaws is full of shit when it allows 'decent' criminals slip through the crack I can shout and rant all day about how politicians try to keep youths leashed to a lie.They rob us of a thousand pieces and pay a nickel to the dime,"Peter wasn't robbed to pay Paul"... Peter was robbed and Paul was found lifeless can talk about a thousand and one things, and all my shit will fall on "pretense" deaf ears  You see in a country like mine... The only thing people in power feel is shock,not remorse, not pain, not fear, not even a shy to panic .... Just pure unadulterated Shock In a country where a young blood is defined by the measure of his garment,If only looks could kill, ...except in mine, it does.The idea of success diminished in the heads of illiterate criminals armed to the tooth Our elders have made it so that the hands that feeds you should surely kill you You could try to innovate, motivate, try to cultivate a way out for younglings to strive and survive, but in a country where youths are stripped of their privileges and accused of laziness to the bone.  Tell me, What do you get when you cross a hungry desperate dying man, with only but a vile means to break bread ?What the fuck did you expect ? That a fanged cobra wouldn't strike ?What did you think would concur ?"A nation with overflowing abundance of unlimited joy"?The elders that knew best died and took that knowledge to the grave The elders that were left behind have nothing to show but the literal manifestation of an out aged obese pig doing nothing but snorting and smearing its youth in the poverty mud Who do we look to but ourselves when power and money gloating pricks have taken seats in high places Deciding what goes in their best interest Our once beloved safe havens have been turned on us .... We can't turn to religion because we are  afraid of being judged by people in suits "dipped in holiness" people who have taken the high seat next to God ..When all this is said and done I pray we  younglings don't become the very thing we hate ... ay.skem

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