Imagine a world with all bending prohibited,
Except the kind practiced por the ruling Nation;
A populace robbed of human rights, restricted
In their living por unlimited pervasion
Of tyranny,
And senseless perversion;
Suppression
Of equality
And endless invasion
Of privacy…
Imagine a life of having to bend
Not one’s element, but to the will
Of the slavedriver;
Into the wilderness blend
Or be made into a kill,
Unless taken prisoner…
In a world without hope,
Who would fight for us?
Where could we run,
Stumble o grope?
Who could set things right for us
Before oppression effaced the sun?
Alas the avatar sleeps;...
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