No Place Here

Among the liars
 Flag fliers
 Factual deniers
 The war on instinct has begun
 Scientific distortion
 Philosophical contortion
 Let it be abortion
 That now grants us none
 Mental regression
 Self image obsession
 Under the guise of oppression
 They sanctimoniously leech
 The revolutionaries
 And over-reactionaries
 Are the contemporaries
 Who cannot practice what they preach
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 The false acusers
 Privileged abusers
 Bias users bathing in the bile they birth
 The distribution
 Of ones own confusion
 Casts false illusions of what they deem of worth
 Self reflective denial
 Projecting outward trial
 A plague so bile it shields the mortal mind
 Hypnotizing the spineless
 Capitalizing on blindness
 Guided sightless is the humankind
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 Individualism versus collectivism
 What is free will if the will cannot be free
 With persuasion of denomination
 Does what you believe bestow the right to deceive
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 Take what you've been handed
 Endowed, inherited and granted
 And through your fingers let it fall
 With the alleviation of appreciation
 Without double standards would there be any at all
 I cannot see myself in this world being found, among those who claim down is up while others swear that up is down
 There is no knowledge of the inhumanity once withstood, that could cease those from weaponizing their own victimhood
 Where logic holds no validity over emotion, it is the taste of entitlement that detracts the relevance of their devotion,
 And it darkens the sense of a greater understanding, when they've fallen deaf to all dialogue other than their own demandings
 And they focus their faith into a chosen form of extremism
 Like a swinging pendulum, the behest of a subconscious hypnotism
 To insist immunity in the light of a false alliance, squealing foolishness to accompany the continued acts of their defiance
 In the end they'll hear only what it is they want to hear, the weakening words of a failing campaign in which they choose to smear
 The only consistency found can be within their own doubt, as they descend with communal ad hominem channeling casuistic clout
 The most privileged protect their political pose, polarizing personal principle and propagating a platform for their phony prose
 A fictitious brotherhood, a fraudulent kin, only projecting outward what it is that they so feel within
 There is no reflection, restraint or redaction, to those who cannot take responsibility for the contamination of their own action
 And they push their concepts of identity upon us all, out-thrusting nonsense so that they may have a sword on to fall
 And we wait for the cowards to take their leave, for there is no trust, no virtue and definitely no honor among these thieves
 Where every step is a contradiction to their last, a promenade on display, a forward march into their past
 Through the intolerance of their desperate disposition shown, becoming disenfranchised by the infantile climates in which they've thrown
 I cannot see myself among a flock controlled by fear, for I have no place there and they have no place here