Dystopia’s
Blessing
The evils
in this world aren’t the obvious
For those
are the final vestiges
Real evil
is the silent suffering unseen
Within of
the broken minds and the lonely
The
stigma attached because of fear
Humanity’s
disgrace before what could be them
But
they’re the lucky ones
In snug
smugness they see only sturdy walls
But
crashing down is the inevitable ending
The
outcasts wave knowing
But
without resentment and only longing
For
they’d give anything to have one day of loving
See the
absurdity of your belief?
Now feel
ridicule as you watch your loved ones sleep
You know
it’s only a temporary keep
For too
soon will come the dreaded monsoon raging deep
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