yank
yank down the doors and the nets of your biased generations
open wide the walls that out-closed innumerable folk
build new reputations on your derogatory inflammations
and let fresh air experience an unpolluted clime
we're sick from your massive influenzas
your abusive crimes, your employment of demons
the end of the depression is bowing before us
the people long suppressed by your "democratic" elections
it's time to forsake your petty term selections
of yourselves as the gods for all "colored-kind"
the souls of the suppressed have now escaped being hostage
to your "untainted" minimizations, your inherited lust
let go, let go of the noose around our necks
as you strangle your children who will lay down and crawl
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