If you follow me closely
Through the ranks of the everyday crowd,
I will show you what we have become
As you put on your mask as a shroud.
You will notice the animals
That breed and graze under the lights,
Calmly eating away at their will;
Perhaps a surprising sight.
Disregard all the shouting.
Disregard all of the cries.
They may not have realized it yet but,
It's the sound of their own demise.
I know what you mean.
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