The Popular

Their secrets are causing our pain.
Their lies lead to our indescretions.
Their wrath gives us reason to believe that we are worthless.

Their hatred kills us.
We are the few.
They are the largely populated.

We strive to survive.
They unconciously plan our deaths.
We see ou the reason to pull on.

They find reason that we shouldn't.
They are like the Germans.
We, the Jews.

They give us no chance, although we fight for it.
They are unbearable murderers.
We must fight to stop them.

We must stand up, and stand out.

by Silently Alone

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