He walks the streets,
Longing to not repeat.
Whatever trail he is on,
He chants another song.
The winds are rustling their way.
To and fro they sway.
Nothing unimaginable he forgets.
He scurries, he's a threat.
To society, they want him gone.
A plan of revenge that went all wrong.
He's paying a price of lies and deceit.
Along this well paved street.
A danger to himself,
A danger with his health.
One more wrong move and he's gone.
A plan of revenge that went all wrong.
©terrylin53
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