When motives turn down the wrong path
And the people's priority is put to second place
The world loses it's colorful splendor
To bring down or be brought down
Remains as the only sane and necessary choice
One side celebrates, the other weeps for the dead
Unless we continue pretending that everything is fine
The things we treasure and the ones we love
Will appear twisted and contorted
Our memory being the only thing left that is upright
Albeit recalled in the naked black and white truth.
It is - the only victory that deserves applause.
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