Is this depression
Or is this a phase?
Most days are the same
Black and gloomy
Soggy and old
What will the next day hold?
Sunshine and flowers I hope
But my face is dead
Like every Pope
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Another man,
dead
Another child,
dead
Wars of their own size
Hospitals raided
Hospitals bombed
Innocent people,
Discrimination in many forms
Oh you're black! Oh you're white!
Saying either isn't kind
Oh she's bi! Oh he's gay!
Discriminated against because they're not straight
Beating our children till they bleed
Sayin' it's discipline
But how is beating your woman a sin?
You beat kids out of love
So what is the second one?
The world's corrupted
It's evident
YOU ARE READING
Hollow Thoughts
PuisiPoems without titles only meaning. Not all poems are true. It's honestly so cringe-worthy.
