In These Days Poem by Laura arwen

In These Days



In these days
I project my
end because the
suicide is the
best remedy
In these days
the abandon is
a lucky and
precious sentence because
the community is
avid
I'm too strange
to not understand
it
In these days
the secret can't
live and exist
because it is
simple
In these days
there aren't the
hope and the
magic
In these days
there aren't the
real heroes and
the true angels
I want the
hope, the freedom
and the solitude
for these days
In these days
there is too
difficult to stay
sound in peace
In these days
there is too
hate and too
violence
In these days
is a right
protest against
the modern society
This song is cuddle
from angels and
from puppies
I must struggle
against the evil
and the devil
For somebody this
song is a
big problem because
it remembers the
violence and the
injustice

Saturday, March 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: day
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