Lamentation
LAMENTATION(A Quintain)
When my memory goes to work,I feel lost and down,
For oppression and poverty which many result to fate,
In abundance,few usurp power and so many suffer these I frown,
Corruption,theft,moral decadence multiply at a faster rate,
Oh!Mother nature,Good and bad;how can both mate?
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