Dirt. Tell me what you think about my poem? Understand the concept?

Yours truly....

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Dirt

Waking up
To wipe away the dirt from your eyes
Just to build dirt again
Dirt being thrown in your face
Facing this reality of ours
Walking down the street
As you see two women
Holding and strolling a baby
Homeless man digging through trash
Seeing the little boy
Unpacking the briefcase
Locking and loading his Uzi
Revenge for getting bullied
Cracking the illuminati
Hammering the system
Keeping us locked in
Looking out of the hole
At the life that seems so restricted
Classified as a terrorist
Because of your religion
Waking up to a world
That Satan has hacked and controls
Being made from dirt
Living in the dirt
 
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