Days Of Poem by Vincent Topp

Days Of

Days Of

Days of mistrust
Bombarded by the noise of propaganda
Days of lethargy
Slowly moving towards changing nothing at all
Days of doing
Attempting some achieving more
Days of seeing but not believing
Days of dreaming, substituting living
Days of magic
Days of humdrum
DNA of a life

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