Crime
After nine months in paradise,
The world bought me without a price;
Without Knowing a door opened,
to another world , another dimension,
Where was i ? Hell maybe...
I couldn't tell , i couldn't see
Then i realized what's happening to me ,
I screamed no , as my mom gave me birth,
To a life of endless misery,
Hit back and forth by self-pity,
Govern by science and religion,
Divided by people's opinions,
Created by hate and corruption
Shadowed by love and emotions ,
Resulting destruction and oblivion,
already, I had exhausted my time ,
That is my only crime
Copyright © Duval Hyppolite | Year Posted 2012
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