The Other Side


For the lost and the impure,
Stray off to death,
For the incapable is never capable,
What is true, can it be destroyed?
By the people, shattered by the bad.
Suppose to be the leader,
Yet is shackled with corruption.
Privacy disrupted,
Anxiety rising.

Pulsing increased,
Feeling like a disease,
For the troubled and the worried,
Is a nightmare to itself.

As to live,
Is to survive,
In each difficult life,
One must strive to reach their goal,
Knowing the uncertainty,
Makes you whole,
Once again. .


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