had a nip by a shrew
light years before morning dew
mindless people walk me by
oblivious to my silent cry
evil begets evil in this time of day
benovelance is considered hay
why does pain and suffering exist
when the slashing and killing still persists
heartless minds and mindless hearts
always fail to make me start
sin is a common sight to me
my pious joy it tries to rob
in my midst of pain and
hour of disdain
the throbbing pain
it grants me solace
somehow or other
something clicked.
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