The wake up

It hard to be the one who beams

beasts are the dream

do not treat

you can not bet 

we only dream

Because we beam

yet we try

to buy

you can not help to try

but we lie so we have pie 

but we can't help to try

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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