By Damien Knight
A delight in the eyes
A pleasure to the taste
Are your sordid lies
Of vile hate
The masses eat it
Gobble like wasted children
Eating their own shit
Such awful men
This world is filled out
With bitter jealousy
Ignorance that shouts
Hate them don’t look at me
They are other, disgust
In their voices they cry
Spite and mistrust
They believe your lies
And I rage and rage
Against this world of hate
Fighting the cage
That feels like fate
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