All I can say is that we shall be burned
Will turned into a billion ashes
But blinded and crippled were unconcern
Still catching the meaning of holy masses
Sometimes I wonder, If they were the one disabled
Because at most, it's us all along
Who have this blinded and crippled soul
12-26-2015
Thanks to the Club Thread First and Last Line Poetry Game
That let me created an unready poem...
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A Better Place
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