Curroption
Today I write this poem not to
knock on your beliefs but to
try and put morals on your
feet, you see
In the face of all struggles we
yet to see the day God will
bless us and in the midst of his
blessings provide us with
accurate wisdom.
We're at war with eachother
remaining strong by the hate
within eachother maintaining
love for eachother seems to be
a challenge
because we depend on hatred
to fuel eachother.
We're living under shades so
thorough that the sun itself
can't penetrate.
We can't help but generate
frail affections guiding into
paths with no directions, need
I say more?
We're present to a generation
who don't understand the
essence of value, and as of
value we value those
Who reinstate pessimism into
our views.
Our conscience can confuse us
with lust and our will, simply
because most are distracted by
ignorance which prevents them
to fulfill what they infatuate.
This I wrote to install balance
to corrupted point of views,
and to serve as inspiration for
those who cherish their youth.
Ironically the funny ones are
trying to clown you, Whatever
it is you're struggling for I
hope you know you could
make it you're bound to.
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