ABOLITION

They make this world in their image
In contempt
A pixelated mass bears their burden
For how long will the majority be made to suffer
On claims that it’s the natural order?
Where do speculations, conspiracies
And misconceptions end
And where does the reality begin?
How can trauma be so routine to observe
Without so much as even recognition?

How do you bear witness
When your vision exists?

Under multinational, military
Networked occupation
They’ll divide and conquer
Until there can be no justice
No peace
They destroy every opposition
They’ll keep on building prisons
Continue to build up ammunition
Until their absolute abolition

Until the abolition, abolition
Of their privileged means to violence