Loneliness Fear
Why have me condemned?
At times disdained.
They is no joy in loneliness
especially without holiness.
In my quest for comfort
I always get hurt
shedding nothing but tears,
my face, with undesired wears
At times i see fear
but that fear i must tear
by making good friends
and with that loneliness ends.
But where can you find such?
Yes, in a place where you can't find much.
Too rare, this kind
The lonely is in Divine's mind.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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