Sunday, April 25, 2010

Sometimes Death is a Blessing in Disguise

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in a world
full of corruption
where hope
is sodomized
where truth
is terrorized
where love
each morning
commits suicide
where trust
is taken for a ride
where peace
whores
on a dictators
bedside
where humility
is trampled
vanity resides
to the poor
a somnolent
god no hope
provides
groveling before
a corrupt system
the common man
gets kicks
on his backside
taking his misery
as providence as fate
his pain hides
hiss time bides
seeking an end
to life's torture
sometimes death
is a blessing
in disguise
into a funereal
gloom his soul
swings and slides
to this poet
his pain
he confides
burnt from
within
burnt outside

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