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There were selfish celebrations

While we were locked inside

Salubrious salutations

Meant irony did not hide.

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Pain, anger and dirt fills

The way that we all feel

Going around in circles

Like a hamster in a wheel.

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Once you’ve seen the bigger picture

You can never then return

To believing shallow scripture

That the bourgeoisie then burn.

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It’s a time of utter travesty

And Orwellian hypocrisy

Getting hoodwinked by humanity

In deceptive dead demockracy.

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