Getaway
A dazzled getaway and a lost soul
An imagination so earnestly cruel
Midsummer paradise of love
Made a parody of the land over once they drooled
Nature was forgiving
Soaked it all in
But the perpetrators swore to never give in
As they took away all opportunities of caregivng
Barren lands never bloom
Strangled by nature
Had made the land a widow too
Fruits of love had turned ugly to become a matter of despise
Only if the Prince had gripped his soldiers on the last ride
New beginnings must surrender
As we must confess our gentle reader
They would poison the land again
With atomic waste continuing the chain
Copyright © Zainab Asim | Year Posted 2023
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