It’s sadistic, cruel, unforgiveable.
It’s menacing, evil, unforgettable.
This is what life is now,
Where you compete to live.
Where a young girl knows nothing,
An old boy knows everything,
Where she is bred to harvest,
He is bred for battle.
They fight, fight, fight.
They run, run, run.
They hide, hide, hide.
They die, die, die.
Snow has all the power,
Whiteness resembling evil,
What he says, what he does,
Is what the world follows.
Our life is based on fear,
Fear that we will be chosen,
To compete in the arena,
For what we call The Hunger Games.
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