Living Dead

Dead
Dead living
Living dead
Living with dead
Living but dead
Silent or muzzled
Unseeing with open eyes
Hearing but deaf
You decide
where you belong?
Man oh man
When you fall,
Nothing can keep you
from the abyss of depravity
The mortals celebrate
their freedom with your downfall.

©mudasirfirdosi

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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