BEWARE!
beware of capitalist spiritual appropriation of sensuality 
moral nihilists creating their own currency fantasy 
its a game to them, human reality
but their totality is to press material insanity 
thing-fetishism seeps crimson foam from colonialist brutalisation 
neo-nazi symbolism reeks blind globalisation 
their pain balances on monetisation 
your pain gets profited upon through marketisation 
media calls it liberalisation 
government feels it as romanticisation 
elite play the game of border emplacement 
deciding lives defining lies 
human effacement 
human effacement
human effacement
human effacement
phallic destructive embracement

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