Can be pinpointed
On one man,
Or one people,
The Power of Evil
Is the downfall
Of humanity,
The Scapegoat,
The recipient
Of that Evil.
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So many things we don’t understand,
So many answers we say we have,Bur really don’t,And Reality, is it really there?For lives and things change like the seasons,Everywhere, constantly,But, do we really care?
Our appetites are great,
‘More’, is just not a word,It’s a constant site of attraction,Proving perpetual human,Dissatisfaction!
There once was,
That was putIn a Country to rule,He kicked it blind,But no one did mind,For all other mules,Were also but Fools.
Poetry,
Trying to make,Feelings rhyme.
The joy to look up at the sky,
Whatever is that poets do,But that gives me no great content,For I know not where freedom went,It seems that violence and deep lies,Have taken over all that slides,Right into oceans of despair,And no one really seems to care,Our world divided into partsWhile Fools keep pushing crooked carts.
Way into the night
Tirelessly, BeautifullyPoetically,With inspiration,That is what you mightCall, incredibleDedication,Does not do itFor profit,Not at all,For some kind ofSanctification?Some inner dedication?I don’t knowAll I know is thatSuch proliferationMerits gratitudeAnd great admiration!