Disgust for Details

If you leave

Me to be

The outsider

Looking in

Then I am

Finally home, I have a name

And it isn't guilt

That never moved me

A single inch, no

If common sense

(Or) common decency

(Decency) aren't enough

(Then leave me) behind and

(Consider) yourself

Weeded out

If you have the taste for

Guilt and feeding on lies then

Leave me behind and

Consider me sold-out

And this sellout will

Keep screaming with the

Voice to push you to violence

Every word proof that you

Can't handle any different

Every blow proof that you

Have no intentions of equality

If you make

Decisions

Color-based

And call that power

Then leave me

Behind

And, I won't say a word

I'll just wait until

You kill yourselves over

Nothing but flesh

One thing's sure to die

As political trends keep coming

Demanding godlessness

I'll just continue forward

My only intention all along

So look somewhere else for revolution

My disgust for details

Is nothing revolutionary