Dead and Dreaded

It is absurd and sad.
From the village stores to the shores.
An eruption of corruption.
Where is the corrupt? Who is corrupt?
When have normalized the anomalies.
For you to get one must also get.
The lesser you give the lesser you get.
I won't concur until we conquer.

?@Tha Formidable Cheru.
#themonk.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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