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John Mac Poem
Aware,
I may not
Appeal to others.
But, I know the truth
The world is an illusion,
Not the safe harbor for conformists;
Yet, I can't be fragile just because I was,
Outcasted from the heedless reign of the traitors
Arrogant and stubborn they can't see the verity, but an illusion
Perversion Is their abode, far from their own conceived ethical norms...
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John Mac Poem
A victim asked "why am I wronged. I am innocent, never played betrayer"
I exclaimed, "why you want to play the role of a feeble, destiny's caricature?"
He was silent by my words, I put my hands on his shoulder,
Hugged him, whispered: "In the game of Victor and Victim,
the looser is the marathon winner"
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John Mac Poem
I am the wonderer
Don't know where to hault,
If you find me in your neighborhood,
Just let me know whether am lost or not!
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