Pleasantries served on a sharpened tongue,
Deliver barbs of wisdom worn lungs
Vast Judgements with frequency conferred,
Are never willingly held in as conserved
Claiming cover in calling it concerned,
Contorting truth for the fate is not earned
Punishment follows in panicked succession,
All are punished from guilt’s confession.
What then when no one is left there
To care?
They destroy themselves
And the world is bare.
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