Filled with hollow

There is a great emptiness that fills this world; a lack that drains human uniqueness.  The suppression of the incompatible by the destruction of individual nonconformity exacts a terrible price; it creates things that work together, no longer fully human.  The greater good sought by this process, a functioning society, is eclipsed by the destruction wrought.  The blocks of human potential become altered to more easily fit together; but with the internal integrity lost, it renders the structure unsound.

People stand astonished at the carnage and mayhem collapsing about them, but never seem to consider that strength can't be built from weakness.  The maimed bear the double burden of such injury; a loss that can't be acknowledged, and a support removed.

A foundation filled with hollow will not stand.