Weeping Life's Passionate Lust
Raging evils shut the door
to all that could
be better and even more.
Innocence stolen and
wisdom denied.
Life grasping, groaning
at purity crushed.
Suffering, weeping in
life’s passionate lust.
Copyright © Michael Popovici | Year Posted 2015
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