Smile

I always feel like an enemy.
Fear not says my family.
I'm a victim, 
And i will forever be.
Why man have power over us?
why they forever right?
why they use us?
I say no to man power.
I will defeat them with a smile.
We are victims,
but not forever be.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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