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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Broken families beget culprits, and late remorse can never set things right" ~ By Poet. Scenes reel back casting dark shadows, Of the fated day I had to leave my home, Handcuffed and guarded by cops on either side, Despised by all as one so loathsome. I had in me, then the heart of stone All I could think of was my own gain. Thoroughly swept by the rip - tide of illusion, I had no regard for another's pain. ‘Drink life to the lees' was my credo, So, I gambled to make a hoard of money. Drugs and dopes gave me instant delight. Initially my days were all too sunny. But suddenly life derailed from its track My wallet was like a leaking tank. All its contents drained out in no time. Gradually into dejection and despair, I sank. Eliminated from life by my own misdeeds, Weary of mind from stress and strife, Hate grew and hardened within me as a rock. Once I ripped my rival with a knife. Convicted and caught red handed, I ended up in this cheerless cell. Within these dank forlorn walls, I shrink like an oyster in its shell. Everything here is dusty and rusty. To get some peace as I attempt to sleep, Marauding thoughts invade my brain. Like a line of red ants, they listlessly creep. In my ears fall the sobs of my loving mother, Now in dumps, orphaned by her drunken husband, I could never love my father, a true rascal But I feel heartbroken as I think of my mother so abandoned
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