Dumbfounded
His heart can't be found
Sombre, is the mood in hood
Going from bad to worse bad
Folded, his head can't be raised
Not today, not to see the freedom less world
Where truth is a mystery
And evil, is the new mastery
Tears can't be rubbed off his face
Lest he ties with his shoe lace
And, he can't find his place
Evil, pushed his heart away from him, to exile.
©dre
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