In an old land, far away into the future,
The people are closely bound,
Since the Great Divide,
We became one again.
Bound by sorrow,
United by pain.
We cry together,
We sob,
We yearn.
“UNITY NOW”
The billboards cry.
Since that Black day,
We have all been following their stories,
We learned about their favourite songs,
Their childhoods,
We met their family in the square.
Through their stories,
We sustained ourselves.
One day,
Black turned White,
They got out,
We cheered,
We followed the cameras:
The moment of reunion with their beloved,
The blessings from the High Office,
The words of gratitude.
We hugged each other in the square.
”They are back!”
We cheered into the lens.
I was there.
In that yellow square,
Holding hands with them.
And now I am here,
Below the ground.
I stare at the red dot above.
There’s little food.
No light.
Above,
They cry for my release.
They want to see me back.
But which among them will I replace?
It’s been months,
Years.
Finally:
The lights flashed,
White emerged.
And unto that yellow square.
They all cheer.
They all wait to see me hug my mum.
What kind of people have we become?
They cheer.
The cameras turn.
Who’s next?
They can’t bloody wait.
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The thoughts expressed here are the thinking either of Jew haters, self-hating Jews, mentally ill people, or all of the above. It's the perverse thinking of nihilists who whilst preferring to remain alive, have contempt for the lives of others. Can lowlives be better described?
yes where does the anger and the bitterness go?