the world is heavy 

the word is heavy 

for when we have it on our backs

no one asked us to take it 

no one asked but you took it  

you’d stalk the back alleys of distant galaxies 

stake your claim as the defender of humanity 

while they refuse your own 

why you fight for them 

why you care what they think 

why you forgive them  

while we die in the streets 

lights out don’t think about 

how much you give and  

how little there is of us left 

how there is nothing left 

to say 

but they demand 

we speak 

the words is heavy 

on your  

tongue 

the world is heavy  

on

our 

feet

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