True
True, my mind is distorted, untruths have been reported
incapable of instruction they're bent on my destruction,
protection of innocent my aim, proof that I am truly sane,
true my body can malfunction, dying is their assumption,
True, I find myself in a bad place, they say I'm the wrong race,
birth was not my decision, I choose and believe in my religion,
alone with my thoughts, knowing their planning an onslaught,
true my words of depression were expressed, no submission,
True, I find it hard, impossible, perhaps I am irresponsible
questioning acts of persecution against our competition,
But how can we change people's lives, attitudes rearrange
true we must use deception, to gain people's affection.
Composed 12th May 2017.
Contest introspective the deep inside you stuff.
Sponsored by Lewis Raynes.
Copyright © Roy Pett | Year Posted 2017
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