A righteous anger did engulf the crowd within,
A flaming desire, burning brighter than the sun.
Blinding the forces that do repel.
A strong hurricane, blowing a sand of change.
A tidal wave, to crash upon the shoulders of those who do evil.
A landslide of might, pushing back a façade.
All things eroding that veneer of perfection.
Such a pretentious face.
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