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Tuned to a frequency,
My day is followed by screams.
I hear them every waking second,
And even in my dreams.
My perspective is a receiver,
The radio of another's pain,
The dial I cannot turn off,
Tears they come like rain.
For those who have no radio,
No knowledge or no care.
Induced the screams of murder,
With a look so laissez faire.
Every single restuarant one passes,
Even each clothes and medical store.
Echo a resounding cry of terror,
That despairs of "please no more".
Every jacket transmits torture,
Each shoe holds much panic.
Each shower shudders such audio,
Eternal sounds of a terror, so manic.
What did you eat for dinner?
What did the dish contain?
Where did such content come from?
Tell me did they have a name?
Do you hear what I so hear?
For it cuts me up so savagely.
You bleed my ears with constant death.
That I wish you'd rather ravage me.
Transmitters unbearingly everywhere,
Convey an evil in constant use.
The radio receiver in my brain,
Is set to animal abuse.