Chronicles of Man
CHRONICLES OF A MAN
Born to a single parent
But not raised by any
Neither would you ask why?
Because the man has no mercy
I hear them whispering in a boardroom
Later in their laboratories
They just make him weak and not weaker
At least I could have parents by now
The man is still with us though weak
My siblings are yet to be orphans
Victims of these lazy scientists
Let those oriented, innovative come
Kill before they loose us
But still we cerebrate his existence
The man unite Nations despite
My parents got paid for him
Eventually the man killed them
Written by Handson
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