The Virus

There's too much hate in the world

But that's nothing new

I would complain about it,

But what good would that do?

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The swords are sharpened

They're ready on both sides

Their bows are drawn

There is violence in their eyes

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The mob's anger is spewed

All over the public square

Justifying their side

The shots are unfair

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I can't open my computer

I can't check my feed

Without witnessing the war

On every post I read

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They're twisting the other's words

They're touting their own

They're calling each other names

From the safety of their phone

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They'll justify "righteous" murder

They'll crucify every sin

While excusing their own failures

Time and time again

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At the risk of sounding cliche

It makes me sick to see

My stomach twists and turns

Seeing nowhere to flee

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So instead I'll join in

Knowing I can't just sit

These people are disgusting

And I hate them for it

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My sword is now sharpened

It's ready at my side

My bow is now drawn

With violence in my eyes

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I'll spew my great anger

All over the public square

I'll justify my side

It doesn't have to be fair

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I'll open my computer

I'll post to my feed

I'll join in the war

On every update I read

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I'll twist my enemy's words

And I will tout my own

I will call them every name

From the safety of my phone

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I will justify righteous murder

I will crucify every sin

I will excuse my own failures

Time and time again

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This war will not stop

Until we all are dead

The pandemic is our hatred

And this is how it spreads

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1: https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/vkgjfp/comment/idp9x2g/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

2: https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/vk7lek/comment/idp8w70/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3