I would sleep through this; happily.
If it meant I didn’t have to spend another day waiting for the calamity you’ve ensured.
Put me down when you collapse and fall.
Enjoy the division and intolerance you have made.
You can’t complain.
You have to wallow in what you’ve allowed.
Ideals don’t vanish, they just hide next door.
You’ve let them out to dominate and eliminate any dignity we still had.
You forgot how to fight.
Now you’re all gonna die.