“About Capitalism” a poem by Eric King

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These walls

silent as the dark & lost

haunting as a ghost

these walls

will fucking crush us all

if we ever give up hope

these walls

steal inches by the hour

pressing down & smashing joy

these walls

will gladly break us all

if we ever give them the power

these walls

snap shots of decaying minds

cold and without mercy

block out the sun, in case it shines

shocks out the dark in case it’s night

these walls

will kill us all

if we dont have the will to bear it

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