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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Debacle is not of a noble birth Like debris of steel without a worth A part of life which is so germane And earth remains his prime domain. Debacle is lethal and so uncivil She births grief, melancholy and evil Naught but a part of the plot of the world But often considered as the wrath of the Lord. A trip to the travails of the past and recent If the end is awful, the start is indecent, Here, we hope for debacle's departure For 'tis the major cause of the world's frail stature. When everyone's involved, the truth comes first, Is it why we make the masses to protest? Why does the fear of failure result to violence? Why are the stars above left in utter darkness? Debacle is when the planet becomes a sanatorium And unjust massacres promulgate pandemonium And dreams of glass are left shattered but unbroken And it seems like the end of time has awoken. If the country fails, what about the world at large? What will happen if blacks and whites merge? All lives matter, yet we dwell and die in failure We succeed at being failures, another outbreak to endure! Now hoping for change becomes a waste of time Yet the truth won't cost anyone a dime Sometimes we're the victims, sometimes we have to listen Why does debacle always come with a reason? They say time will tell but her lips remain sealed We pray, one day the healthy shall be healed And naught else will reign but peace, truth and justice And naught else but positive prejudice. @Poet_AY ©2020
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