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Humaira

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

3 poems·Since May 2013
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NIghtmare

July 17, 2013

What is this?
Greedy beasts feeding on your suffering.
Stuffing their faces with ... ah the money you gave them. 
The money which was supposed to help you. 
Instead it became a feast for the monsters.

Beware
They are everywhere, 
Hiding, spying,
On both your low points and high.
A shadow even when the sun don't shine.

They see no suffering, only walking stacks of money. 
They feel a surge of desire, to have all.
No kindness, no love, no care for the world.

You live side by side
Vulnerable to their hypnotic power. 
A puppet, used for their amusement. 
How much longer till you realize?
This is your reality.
Rather...your nightmare

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