don't give up the stick up,
don't hold up your own.
as much as matters contemplate,
heirarchy reigns by throne.
and you can talk hatred,
you can sew the seams of peace,
regenerate a galaxy of eager human beings.
but, your king will always win.
prevail above your high,
sharp and shiver crown tips
pierce and bleach the village sky.
and you will follow him.
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