In the web of broken promises and lies,
A friend turned foe before my eyes.
Betrayed and left to stand alone,
A victim of the garden\'s unknown.
The orphans left with none to care,
Lost in the thorns and the weeds that ensnare.
Their hearts yearn for love and light,
But society\'s garden brings only blight.
The young ones, full of hope and dreams,
Lured into darkness by society\'s schemes.
Their minds clouded by poisonous vines,
And the toxic fruits that the garden provides.
In the barren fields and strife,
The garden of society is rife.
With treacherous paths that lead to pain,
And thorny bushes that leave us slain.
But we must seek the hidden gems,
The flowers bloom amidst the hem.
For amid the garden\'s gloom,
Lies the beauty that can lift us from our doom.
So let us tend the garden with devotion,
Planting seeds with nurturing emotion,
For in time, they\'ll grow and bear,
Fruits of love that we can all share.