So Cryptic

So cryptic
No one can understand
Often in a state of bewilderment
About every method or plan
As time goes on
The situation remains unclear
Confusion and frustration continues to mount
Darkness is what will sadly appear

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

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