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The call of masses,
those who refuse to see the obvious
And of individuals,
protecting their image
from the pain of humbleness

Some disappear in arrogant seconds
Holding their ears deaf to the yells of help
because the yeller can surely take it themselves

And martyrdom turns into paranoia,
and paranoia turns into hatred and grudge
and mistrust

because you can’t take it any more than this
and the yeller can surely take it themselves

Autocracy

An unrealized mistake shivered my feet
Through gentle steps, unnoticeable,
And a state of mind of innocence
Judgment follows disclosure

Were those steps the ones I was not to take?
Will your tongue slither,
Swift your duties on me?
Will you blame me ’till I break?

A statement more true than you thought it could be:
Autocracy supersedes curiosity
Avoid my gaze until your blood runs blue
And Kafka would be proud of you

Chess Is Not for Girls

There is no point in challenging you
We both know you can never beat me
We both know you can never cheat me
Outsmart me

For I am a man, am I not?

I am the white crowned pawn
While the beginning already deceased your dark dame
You will lose every single game
Your weakness hidden under fabrics,
Your incomplete brain

Serve me, woman
I’m your feeding hand
Intellect conquers beauty
Don’t you understand?