worn out feet are far from worn out
the rubbing is simply a reminder
of all the pain of generations of feet
must go through.
picture this, foot rubber:
you represent, with your current humans,
over half of the existence of our race
forever.
picture this, foot rubber:
every moment spent not saving those
currently here, in this generation, from
it all
is a moment wasted on half of our people
that simple
picture this, foot rubber:
we are already here, waiting to be reached
those who will help you in the battle we want waged
the battle of classes and war and injustice
and we just need to be tapped into
now.
no, not soon, now.
the rubbing is simply a reminder
of all of the pain of generations of people
must go through.
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