Confusion And Frustration Are Present

Confusion and frustration are present

We may be lost in the shuffle

Just get it together immediately

And move on the double

Nothing but pandemonium

Not a soul knows what is taking place

Some people are bound to run

And shield themselves from the bitter disgrace

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

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