Born Into That

There is a sound in the floors
On the walls

In the tv

It is the manipulation of matter

Issuance of contract
To forgive

This is the death
A manipulation
Letting yourself read;
Thinking: A good thing

It is me they chose to sublet

A malice and fortune, good politics; position. Anything but
The one single word.
I am only oppressed

This house is a torture chamber
Which I am not allowed to leave
And I will not forget

The days where you held your pieces – over the whole of humanity.


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