A Cage of Death

Tue, 05/04/2021 - 19:50 -- Chik3n_

Unseen and Unheard

The smoke torches this small world

Trapped, Stuck in this cage

My breath filled with rage, this world hasn't seen

Trapped down in this ravine, overuled by the supreme.

Leaders, not quite, 

We can fly free, all you need is to follow the our plan.

Our plan to reverse the scars on this dark, burnt land.

We may be scared by this corrupt earth, but soon it will be ours.

Reborn anew, where none shall cower.

Because we all have power.

We will be seen, We will be heard

We must reverse this ravaged world.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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