The inescapable escape room.

The exploited becoming the exploiter is complete,

Can you blame them? Although, a total defeat,

Everything held to the standard of a quick fix, 

So many internal conflicts,

What betters the world with so little change,

Opinions in every range,

Worry and despair on every face,

Is peace a cruel joke? an ironic fate?

The soul's cleanliness is stripped away,

Sweeping faith in humanity with further dismay,

The differences in form,

Could not always fathom,

Doesn't mean to oppress,

With hopes to regress,

Few agree with the ways of the world,

Some think more freedom should be explored,

Some exploiters are better than others who truly detest,

And whose living conscience can always accept,

Certain ways to greatly upset,

Those misfortuned to work under their rule, 

What stupid placement, oh so cruel, 

So continues the inescapable cycle we're stuck in,

If you think too much you might just be sucked in.

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