You see a glorious fate,
Paved on the backs
Of pain, death, and hate.
A golden life for some,
But at what cost?
On the suffering of others,
Their dreams are forever lost.
Is it truly a paradise,
If the price is so steep?
Can we justify the means,
When the ends make others weep?
Let us strive for a future,
Where all can thrive and live.
Where no one is left behind,
And kindness we learn to give.
For a true paradise,
Is one where everyone's fate,
Is paved with kindness and compassion,
not on pain, death, and hate.
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Essubis: Book of Song
ŞiirThese are strictly poem, rhyme like shorts! Inspired by my Original novel, Essubis: The Black Lion. Yearning for existence, On a pillow stained in pain, I lay my weary head, And ponder life again. The weight of all my sorrows, Crushes down...
