Unfair

Ignorant and carefree,

Happy and free,

Helpful and kind,

Is this why it's a Deja vu?

Blinded with a skin,

Glistening and attracting, 

The power took hold

Their advantage and fold.

Turned to the powerless, 

Fault and conspiracies,

Were from us, the weak,

We are the cause, we are to seek.

It's nasty and pungent, 

It fills the room with scent,

The scent that we despise,

The spice we're ready to vomit.