The Ultimate Abomination

I have been called many .
But never good nor honey .
Stoned day, night and a lot .
For asking why or what . 
Demeaned way beneath human being 
For not being a pretty scene . 
Denied to breathe in . 
For I am the ultimate sin. 
The pure abomination . 
For everyone for all nation . 


signed (sinner of all sinners )13Jan 2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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