Wicked

Inkdeep

It’s a wicked world where we live,

Where the thirsty roam and the greedy breed,

Where the power lies with the loathsome wolves,

Where the truth is dirt behind those shoes.

 

It’s a wicked world where we live,

Where rights are denied and pride dirtied,

Where joyous childhood is burned to dust,

Where predators breathe with spiteful lust.



It’s a wicked world where we live,

Where love is a mask that breaks and kills,

Where smiling faces are devil’s kin,

Where darkness looms in light’s fair dim.

 

It’s a wicked world where we live,

Where the only tongue is that of print,

Where justice comes with selfish cause,

Where good is bent to Satan’s laws.

 

It’s a wicked world where we live,

But know that candour will reveal,

’Cause, goodness is that one such norm,

And God shall rise with each burrow.



  • Author: Inkdeep (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 20th, 2022 01:21
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 25
  • Users favorite of this poem: cerry
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  • cerry

    This right here is POWERFULLLL

    • Inkdeep

      Thank you!



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