Bless you for inviting me to speak

My work has echoes in obscurity

For far too long now

It deals, of course, with the ailment known as Tar

You know I'd like to suggest (you kow he'd like to suggest)

That it doesn't touch our temperment

So close your eyes and throw yourself

In the place of another

Oh please, don't let this be my eulogy ot humanity

A convept so forgone:

There once arose a school of thought

Slowly eroded, they believed in the greatest good

For the greatest number

There was no fine print

No self-indulgent, overpopulated paranoid deportation

You know that time separates

So lonely is devision

We're losti in mind

Our plight demonstrates

Subjective is our vision

We're lost in mind

Time separates

Loney is division

Now we're lost in mind

There was no fine print

No self-indulgent, overpopulated deportations

You know that all of my research suggests

This toxic turn away

From our humanity

Was unfounded

Well I aquired and breathed

The dark air into my lungs

And yes, there were affects but

They were all aesthetic

Confirming what you've known

Deep down all along

The sicknerss is social

(And they're a product of mistreatment

Well worth redeeming)

Why won't you sever my thread?

Backed into a corner

Your ignorance was bearing down on me

I am one of them

An you are the monsters