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We are always fighting wars as children
Through politics envisioned by adults
Just in time to create the newest problem
For the next generation to behold

Our failure and suffering
As if we did fall into
The same traps and patterns
That we found outselves in

Every bodypart
Is a subject of art
And of reinterpretation through war

To the point where our whole body
Is a simulacrum of war and end
And so far where we can't think of ourselves
As being made for another event

Our foundations and future
Made of self-centred dreams
The same driving force
That we can't wield either

Every tangible thought
Is a subject of Art
And reinterpretation through war

So we fight through a treadmill life
Devoid of carrot, only pummled by sticks
Bending knees to any command
With our imagination fixed

To

Our walls and jail
Concrete and manmade
With our eyes drawing flowers
And impossible scenes

Every human dream
Is a subject of Art
And reinterpretation through war

So we raise our hands against the stars
Made of the ash of our predecessors
Damning them for the suffering and hell
That we endured as successors

Our pain and apocolypse
That they unwillingly prepared
Without another chance
Just like us

Every possible future
Is a subject of the past
And of reinterpretation through us

Re-building a decayed state
That never was a part of the past

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