You always speak ill of people
And their status,
Why wouldn't you resolve their itching
Problems while in the doom?
You live in abject poverty yet,
You abuse and insult those poverty
Stricken folks like you in the doom
You never hope for good to happen
Instead of hopeful words and fervent
anticipation but you envision doom
You scarely wish for yourself and reluctantly
Lose the spirit because your heart is doom
You don't seem to take concern in others'
Feelings because you are a prophet of doom!
©adammusa
©adammt
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