What is right for some may not be right for all.
There is a strong sense of confusion when things are changed,
Cultures slowly forgotten and lost.
The social order becomes obsolete, and
Juggled upon waves of society.
This risks the community's unity,
Leads to the awakening of
Worries, sorrows, and inevitably,
Pain.

The vision of reality becomes drastically skewed, distorted to disrepair.

Where once was a hole lacking envy, now overflows with contempt.
A disgust for fellow man turned
Pacifist.
Anger and rage directed towards the imposters'¦
The invaders,
Well-equipped with sacks of benign gestures, and friendly smiles'¦
Kept atop the secret stash, but nevertheless
Intermingling slightly with their hoard of
Cleverly concealed ulterior motives, deceit and deception.

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