The Fool

We banish those who are different; we crucify them and burn their remains.
We scatter their ashes into the wind so nothing remains.
When they are gone, we do not speak of them… not even their names.
There is no room for those who cannot conform for they are fools.
And fools are dangerous; they are unpredictable when they do not follow the rules.

The beast was here all along…








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