Somber Pitch
Of scapegoats
Who in cold walk without coats
For they have been neglected
And left unprotected
Of human race
Whose freedom is less
And whose efforts;
Meanwhile labelled ‘faults’;
Are nothing, but the burden
That which they do not deserve
Of mankind
Who for nothing labor for the unkind
And toil to no avail for a free mind
While their speech
Is and forever a somber pitch
Copyright © Dryford Chimutu | Year Posted 2021
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