They came to us running
Lusting over our brains
The pocketful of vegetables
So slow yet so strong
Full of savagery
It couldn't be compared
So, we had to choose:
Fight or flight
Help or denial
The weak or the strong.
We wait for the weak
And we lose ourselves
We leave them behind,
And we lose them forever.
A dilemma
Who to save?
Who to leave?
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poems from the heart
PoetryThis is a collection of various poems that I wrote, and each gives a part of me to the world.
