hell and order

"to hell with it!"

a bad idea it screams!

they gather around to watch the show

of freaks and tearing seams

to which the moon smiles

smiling crookedly with amber beams

(hey! look! it's a blood moon!)

and with angry fire it teams

so represent it shall,

represent broken dreams

as we all stare at the demorality,

life is rather cruel, it seems.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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