Place I Was Born Poem by Rue Palmer

This was a place I was born in
But I know not of, hidden in the darkest facade
Of our surroundings is the brutal gangs that terrorize
The innocent, , illtreat the old and unprotected tear family
Apart and destroy the hope of the ambitious, ,
Welcome to the island of paradise trod carefully
For deep within these community lies traps of sorrow
Distraction and men of little hearth just enough to survive
Today, ,


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