No Ones Left : A FREEWRITE POETRY
They fear not the night
Neither aswage the evil
Men who wouldn't bother
Life's lost in a trickle
The days of mourning over
To your drinks and beers
Never thinking of the consequences
They wail on terr drink
Drowning the sorrow of there evil
While no one watches
Pride and who, led men into Murder
We now have evil walking
Blood filled hands rejoicing
For the righteous sleep
Felt unconcerned
Not bothered, never Mind
Till it came to him
When least thought of
And it was late
The righteous son died
Went cold blooded
Unfulfilled and ashamed.
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Fun to be with, heavy cash lashing
What we saw was great
The cash flowed, so was the joy
As usual, we cared not
From underneath, children got lost
Then the teen and young
And there was none left again
In a evil plot that lasted years.
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