Tribe

It’s all a matter of numbers

Scale

Overpowering the individual

Through size

 

No one argues with crowds

Chanting their songs of resistance

Bellowing out their fury

Volume at 11

 

Woe betide the person

Who dares to stand outside

To contradict the force

To stem the flow

 

To be themselves

Truly

To be integrity

Deeply

 

It always ends in blood

In shame

It always ends in tears

In death

 

The bond of common goals

The tie of blood

The lock-in of history

It’s all you need

 

To deceive yourself

You are right

To deceive yourself

That 1+1 equals truth

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