Deprivation brings me closer
I bite my tongue out of spite
Why should we not all suffer
I would see you bleed for it.
From this angle everything seems familiar.
Where am I. What happened, why are you crying
I cannot feel my hands. Am I dying
How long have you been screaming my name?
Eventually we will fight back and
What will be done with our bodies
May we be feed for the Corvidae
The worthy will not survive the fires.
I only closed my eyes for a moment
Where am I. And Why am I crying
Has this not all happened before?
Nameless martyrs are but escape artists.
The adept forsakes his flesh
That the stones may be anointed
How might a man gain Malkut
He must kill the King and his kin.
CMH
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