Cursed, Are The Youth.A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings
Cursed,
Are the youth. Born into an Undeserving, cruel world. Having life and thought Thrust upon them. Never asking for it. Pressured by Society, Gods, And mostly, Blood, To be What they simply Are not. When they fail, Through no fault Of their own, To be that Something, They are punished. Rejected and beaten. Removed from alls sight, So that their difference Doesn't show the wrongness Of it all. Cursed, Are the youth. And damned be, The guilty. © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
StatsAuthorThe Poet of Black WingsAbouti hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..Writing
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