This is supposed to be my virtual refuge, where my words may have some rest :D but my real purpose here is to get some criticism on my poems (that have no specific style) and discuss perspectives about our lives as individuals and as society.
I welcome all the critics by which my writing skills may become better or wilder..so feel free to 'fuel' my thoughts :)
Friday, May 23, 2014
Corrupted
They let it fall
fall on the weak; young and old
They'll let it fall again
and watch the nation crash and burn slow
But the fire burns all
Whether you are a short leg or tall
Then they'll call upon God
We'll all then remember God..
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