Seeing too much
of the world's adversities
makes me tire and perplex
I want to escape, run way!
Hearing too much
of the life's complexities
fills me anger and doubt
I dare not listen, play dumb!
Knowing too much
of the man's wickedness
I am discourage and enrage
all these will end as I close my eyes
for in death, there may be rest!
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