Vox Populi

A man in a top hat and skull mask is giving a speech at a podium in front of a crowd of faceless people

Vox Populi

The biggest lie in the world

For what is today’s rally

But tomorrow’s protest?

The people are one

One singular person is the people

And the definition is all subjective

We govern our own person

Not each other

We gather because power overthrows

And then we retreat

Rats to our holes

Ever cursing our home of sewage

We fight with ink

And bleed piss

We still dare to think of us as one

The voice wants to rule

Time and time again

The only voice we should be following

Is the one inside our heads

At least that voice has the gall to fight back

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