Skaro

Steaming, putrid, horrifying hatred-

hatred being pushed as the norm-

as if fighting others is a righteous thing.

Let's avoid being drones.

Let's keep our humanity intact.

Everyone else can become loathing robots

but I refuse.

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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