The Mirror of Society

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We were just mindless kids, at that time Watching to expect peering at the grime Eternal War slaves with rotten fruit We did not view them in victim boots They were victims of the master’s avarice Tides altered, and the apex was ravenous And, as I walk to my doom On my face, a bitter bloom Written: November 11, 2022

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Valsa George

Date: 11/12/2022 9:16:00 PM

Very powerful writing ! There was a time when we watched suffering falling upon others with dispassionate interest. But as time changed and we ourselves became victims, we have no choice but walk to our doom.