Lies were told to children
Hate was for the ignorant
Pain was for the strong
Slavery was widespread
Manners were statutory
Knowledge was pursued
Trees were abundant
Green was common
The young were invisible
Dominant was the old
Empires rose and fell
Blood splattered at the break of dawn
Specks of corruption were noticed
Once upon a time life was good as it was bad
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Poems Forged with Lightning ⚡
PoetryPoems are not stories. They are powerful thoughts and emotions moulded into legible words on pen and paper. Poems are a reality, how it is perceived by the poet, in this case, me. --------ALL RIGHTS RESERVED-------- The astounding cover here is desi...
