Denis Picozzi Poet I do not know?

To a Better World

A crooked sick society
                                   Bringing fear from rivalry 
                             Is what I see and feel inside of me

                               Why did he feel like a minority
                             Only to be put down by authority

                        Wishing those children were alive to see
                         The days of light and the calm of night
                           For now I pray for their safe flights
                                      To a better world
                                     Following that light

                    All because a sick individual couldn’t act right
                             Those children deserved no fight
                    For I hope their reaper gets tortured at night
                       Rotting away.. I wish to spit on his grave
                    While hoping the beautiful souls do not stray
                         They will be in my thoughts as I pray

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