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written by: CJ Delous


Collective suicide; walk hand-in-hand
with the death-drive
toward to the end-times.

This is it.

Only some receive what they deserve &
the rest of us must suffer the

This is it.

Nothing left now but to rebel
or lay down & die...
so decide, will you fight or not?

This is it.

dare to demand the impossible
that was always already possible
& still is.

This is it:

we have nothing left to lose.

CJ Delous

CJ Delous

Unpublished, working-class poet trying to escape, writing under a pseudonym to kill the author so that the words alone speak for themselves.
CJ Delous

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