Exogenocide

Choices were made

and you've manufactured your own demise

with prices paid

for your negativity and your lies.

So you believe

that life is to blame for your troubles

and yet you grieve

as though all sorrow is at home in your own bubble?

You should have seen

that this was always going to ensue

you should have been

ready and should have known what to do.

But yet there's hope;

your ignorant life prevents you life's feel,

so take this rope

and test if this "life" you lead is real.

They all obey

and wear nooses like proud medals around their necks.

They died that day

-but was it an external invasion

or was it our internal invention

that began this masochistic annex?