"Stupid"
"Ugly"
"Dumb"
They chant with conviction,
With an incessant passion that brands the words onto the listeners skin,
So that when they go about their daily lives they remember they're stupid
Ugly
Dumb
Stupid,
Ugly,
Dumb,
Labels given to children from the womb,
Chanted to them in their childhood,
So that the illusion of inescapable worthlessness becomes their reality,
The chants become their own personal from of tinnitus,
Ringing, ringing, ringing in their ears when there is no sound to mask it,
Reminding them they are
Stupid
Ugly
Dumb,
But most importantly,
Worthless,
Worthless,
Because of another illusion,
One of labels and subdivisions,
Subdivisions written in their genetic code,
Of the belief that different means inferior,
A society built on lies,
Government officials that are puppeteers,
Citizens with threads attached to their skin,
Their folly enabling a sickening plan,
Stupid,
Dumb,
Ugly,
WORTHLESS,
WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS WORTHLESS!
The chants transform from a faint ring into a defeaning roar,
The lies infect their system like rabies,
The chants become like swarming bees trapped inside their cerebrum, thumping their bodies against their skull,
With the citizens infected with the disease of manipulation,
They pulled the strings,
They offered a cure; the hope which they craved,
They offered the cure at a blade's edge,
Fully rabid,
No longer recognizing those who hadn't oppressed them,
The chants that sang them songs of inadequacy,
Now sang songs of deadly superiority,
Turning neighbors to prey,
Reducing the society to rabid dogs and petrified rabbits,
Normal men turned into reapers,
Collecting bodies like bundles of wheat
Until instead of counting sheep at night,
Children counted the number of their fallen friends.
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bad poetry
Poetryhi, my name is anneliese and I write to deal with some of my life issues such as trauma from abuse, depression, anxiety, etcetera. writing has helped me heal and I'm not very good at it but it's a valuable coping skill for me. if you like this pleas...
