The Worst Of Us Poem by Ravin Sharma
The Worst Of Us
A little of our words matter,
Like this little place,
a heaven on our race.
A little of our lies matter-
Our dreams have a price,
So, we are selling our lies.
A little of their world is revealed,
Unblessed by our deeds
And ignored with our greeds.
A little of their dreams matter,
the nightmares are fun,
We sob a little and we are done.
Monday, October 26, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: world conflicts
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