People
Thy life we never known,
We abide by,
Work all our lives,
To achieve the perfect story,
A happily ever after,
But no,
You're working and having people betray you,
They are dark,
Black as a black sleek cat awaiting to cross your path,
Heartlessly creating misfortune upon misfortune,
Testing you,
Will you do it?
Will you not?
Can you do it?
Thy heart isn't so angelic as the wing winged creatures,
Thy heart is so thy face,
Its anything you show,
Emotions, Actions, Words, Expressions,
But some thy features isn't so sinister,
But only a mix of a mixture,
Its humanity.
But then demons sneak in sometimes,
And its hard to see who is who,
The people who rape, defile, taken innocence, beaten,
Have the most sinister hearts of all,
Creeping under beds Lurking in shadows,
Around corners.
I want to amplify the words of the shattered people,
People who don't have a voice or guts to speak,
People who can't have paradise,
I want to help gain what they want and need,
I want them to over come these problems and We can,
Compassion is the only pillar that holds a better jewel of option,
Empathy is better than sympathy,
Because pity is only degrading,
We can acknowledge the suffering and bring them back into the light,
So that they can hopefully have hope,
They aren't alone nither are we,
Unity is the only way to beat brutality,
We need to fight the other persons telepathy.
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