Riddle XIII

Disassembly town,

      Where divided household lines have been label upon face asymmetrical fear painted on everyone in vermilion hatred smear shades of violence was always the intention of those we've illustrated within to be infused with the unrecoverable diagnosis of intolerance, A city of aliens within our own walls, Where ignorance wrought from the caster is the crown!

In lieu of,
Reversing the effects,
Of the theory of labels...
Starting with the stranger in the mirror.