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VENGEANCE



It wasn't just us, it was never just us
It wasn't just us, it was never just the Human
We hate , we love
We fight , we hug
We mock , we compliment
We hurt , we heal
We blaspheme , we praise
It wasn't​ just us, it was never just us
How can it ever be just us ?
How can we be evil and good ?
How can we be possessed of the light and the darkness?
How ? How ? Please how?
Cause it wasn't just us , it was never just us
If it is not, if it was never
Who or what was it ?
Some say it is the spiritual realm
Some say it is evil versus good
Why can't there be good only ?
Why can't love reign in our hearts?
Why should I believe that humans are evil?
I cannot accept that all there is to us is evil
If the power of evil mistreats us
If the power of good strengthens us
I proclaim good for those who live in this world
But justice on the ones that inflict us
Cause it wasn't​ just us , it was never just us
Vengeance on the evil realm!
May the assembly say :
Vengeance on the evil realm !
We , mankind ,let us declare
Woe to the evil realm!
Woe! Woe! Woe!
Mankind , let us wait for the Creator to strike the oppressor
The oppressor ,the evil aliens
The oppressor that turns us against each other
The oppressor that saddens , torments and threatens
The oppressor that inflicts hate and destruction
Mankind ,scream with me
Vengeance! Vengeance! Vengeance await the oppressor!
Cause it wasn't just us,it was never just us.

 
BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT

(THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN.)

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