Luyện nghe bài hát Troll

Once a time, you and all your kind
underneath bridges
had ridges for ribs that off into empty chests
as if hearts were all stolen treasures
as if an crew were hired to dig up and remove the part of you that let you feel
and while the world above you invented the wheel you put
knowing that would one day roll over top of you to get to where going
you had an endlessly supply line of food
you began to brood over humanity and made of our hope
as if crushing our would make your mirrors cast better reflections than the ones they gave
as if the only way you could save yourselves was to make the world ugly so no one would you hided in it
you learned to knit into a kind of camouflage
treated hope like a mirage you could use to lure in your next meal
you lived off our fears, you could what we feared
and every night, as the at bedtime stories on sunlight
you darkness as an invite to head out into the woods
you curled your into wrecking balls
your breath became squalls, you made rumble,
you made land shiver, you made and girls pray that someone would deliver them from you
we told them, you aren't
and one day, the world changed
but you all the same
migrated from living underneath bridges to living underneath information superhighways
days and nights became meaningless, each already deep in chest became an abyss no one would find the bottom of
concepts like love into your gravity
we turned ourselves into life preservers hoping to save as as we could
but the fathers who guarded closet doors and the mothers who secured the floors under all shook their heads not knowing how to deal with you
you, who crept into our lives, with like knifes stabbing your words into our skin
you began to uploading yourselves into our homes
you had computer screens for eyes and for bones
you turned your hate into
and hurled them at beauty, as if you couldn't bear to see anything than ugly
anything
you had fingernails like flint and scraped them against decency hoping we would be the ones to all catch
you all had smiles like one-way barbed not meant to keep us out, but to keep us in
always a firing pin, you spoke in explosions
it isn't
it funny
you talked into death
and
and as each family learns to graft over the wounds you gave them, you helm yourself into the scar
you coaxed the sober back into bars, handed out cigars at memorials
offered nooses, cliffs, and pills to those who unfortunately found you before found help
you suffering
waltzed in between tragedies, gracefully dipping miseries as if we would be somehow by the dexterity of your animosity
you on rape
dashed through police tape as if it the finish line in a race on who could be awful first
now
you somehow see this as an invitation to turn your keyboards catapults
which one of you can be the first to hate us best
your
dressed in riot gear
ready to rage
as if each message board is a stage who you recite hostility freedom of speech into freedom of cruelty
we are with you
the same way you are with you
your mind is glue and it keeps malice fastened there like wallpaper
we were once upon a told that none of you exist
we dismissed you as make or myth, now
on only resolve
we can no longer afford to ourselves, that you aren't real
we not let you make your dinners out of the things we feel.