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Getting tired of my vomit
My incessant emissions
Little relief it brings
An outflow of a protuding belly

Trying to stop
It wouldn’t yield
Little by little
Making a mess of their comfort

Having been here for a while
Established in their ways
Comforted by Ignorance
They’ll resist with their blood.

My mouth has learnt
My eyes have heard
My mouth won’t stop
My pen won’t cease

They have a right
But mine’s a duty
This war will last
Only one will survive

They are complacent
And I am stubborn.