I saw them on streets
In the vicinity of corners
They had an extreme anxiety
Dishonesty looked set in their eyes
Youthful young women
Slumbering with fully fledged men
No conscience
But the gained knowledge of life science
Extremely without remorse
Nor nous
Indoctrinated by media studies
Polluted by lessons of buddies
Who were early birds on opening the cookies?
No sagacity of moral
They've made poverty a justification and excuse for filth
I unbolt my compassion to you
Draw closer to me
Labour with me
Let us bond to repair society
Let us restore to healthy not crippled minds.
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