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You cannot snuff out an entire race

There is power. And then there is the power of

weaponry.

With a gun to your head, you conform without hesitation

Your five year old son is far too young to see brains on a wall

Though, you know, he will sometime later...

on his knees gazing into a television set

He will remember how his father shriveled away and

died of a broken heart eventually

They raped the mother. They put their seed into her.

But it didn't matter, she died too.



For fun, the Nazis would toss the

little Jewish babies in the air and gun them down, like plastic discs

The Jews were cows. Slit their throats, raise their young.

Then they would slit their own throats as soon as they were

pissing behind a tree

Sometimes it only takes forty-five seconds to end your life

It's that, or you are forced to live and suffer in

your own front row seat of an angry humanity

One man, with all the power.

these things are always a failure

Because you cannot wipe out a story, or a belief.

And that's all we are after all

So it will take nukes or asteriods to really set us free

Cuz Idealism never sticks around for too long

It's a bar of butter sitting in the windowsill

and a silly taste for the flies to enjoy.