My children gave me fine wine
Trying to impress me
Each with different taste
Claiming theirs was the best
Fighting to be supreme
Who will wear the crown
Who will have the pride on their chest
Oh how I wish they couldn’t insist
For me to pick a favorite
For now I see the chaos in their eyes
The blood lust,  survival for the fittest
All they want to see is death.
     #ODP voices.

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