Public protracts a meg night of sorrow.
My forebears' screaming intimidates me.
I'm on high alert; catch my spirit growl.
Upheaval nations were met with fury.
Whiners pelted with mallets left dreary.
Police detained civil rights advocates.
Despotism bears loads worrisome ailments.
Anyone opposing the reins is held.
Each note is judged by a team of experts,
Most of them seem to be wholly ignored.
Written: February 01st, 2022
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