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Poem: Corrupted Eden

08 May 2014 at 06:37hrs | Views
When we chose them, we wanted leaders

Then they held gems, and where turned dealers

They were chosen for healing and they now live on stealing

To the last, of the widow's shilling

What has become of the world

Like a mother that beholds

The loss of her child born still

So are we as our end unfolds

Yet all we do at best is scorn

At the morals that yet exist in shreds

As if it'd help we are just forlorn

That the world has, so much blood shed!

Source - Carlo-Marcel Dube
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