Bane
Brace yourself
For in this world of grief
That harbors the venom of deceit
Even a blade of grass could slit
More so with a stone and whip
So be careful not to slip
For the judgment of the bigoted
Is as harsh as the prejudiced
The may assail you with their bane
You may not even be aware
That the one you helped to dwell
Was the one sent to cast the spell
September 23, 2022
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