Anguish
Hurting so bad that I smother
Seeing I’m stuck in the gutter
Weeping without one another
Stranded with nothing to plunder
Riches are spread but there vague
Stitches my heart much the same
Ditches my mind like mundane
Runners that carry away
Demons they hide in the day
Summons an angel’s decay
Peons serving evils array
This evil I can not escape
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country
Our world