Cries From Desperate Souls
By Nancy A. (Form 1)
Poetry
Cries from desperate souls
In common plea to all
Listen the pain of the voiceless
Seeking to awaken consciousness
Mama let us live
Let me survive for each river in a silent plea
The sources of the harden of glimmerces
And the future citizens disconnected from their storms
Lives once again in waste
The bloody macess of fate
To rot into the dirty bin.
The easy feeds of Jackals
Into the dirty bins
Down the fits be gathers
And to the home of maggots
Future lives in waste.
You in bright expensive dresses
Undirty unsightly rags a conflage of dirty deeds
Sinning killing murdering
Cutting of a future inhabitant
With no sorrowful hearts to show
Stop it this unpardonable lawlessness
Performed by in human quacks
Out of bloody slices of profit
They need a complete cycle
A breath of sweet air
Need a life to nature of course
A life a to prosper
Spare their mothers spare their sisters
For a future they have to live
Into error meant to survive
Fathers, brothers, help stem this grisly acts
Otherwise, avoid the dirty acts.
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