I rage against the dying of the light
But my hands are tied,
My words are silenced
I see no tunnel, and therefore no light
The night consumes
The darkness blanketing
Do not go gently into the good night
I will not I assure you
But this night is not good
This night is imposed
Prejudiced preconceptions
Character assassination
This fog, this mist, this smog endless
Externally generated
Not nature intended
Rage rage with nowhere to go
Rage rage at lies and waffle
Rage rage against the system
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