She Did The Best That She Could

She did the best that she could
And really tried to understand
But, you were never there
You just disappeared
She sadly did not turn to anyone
There was no father figure
Lots of darkness and ambiguity
Filled with corruption and strife

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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