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In villages from which their childhood came, |
Seeking necessity,
they had been taught.
Necessity by nature
is the same,
No matter how or by
whom it may be sought.
It was perhaps
others, who seemed to withdraw,
“Resented by robbers,
who were outlawed by the law”.
But, it’s not comfort
that I seek,
I live for danger,
for sin, for goodness,
What I seek is the
freedom of being selfless.
I pray for I have
lived a life of sin,
I worship for I have
lived a life of despair.
Pray for the pain
that’s trapped in the heart,
But, if that very
heart is the reason for your pain, then where should you start?
Courage is your only
virtue,
Believe it so, with
that every soulless part.
This poor soul had no
clue, for he was bound by ridicule and frown.
Tears from weeping,
Lost in the silent
streets.
Most passed him by
without even a sigh!
He sat there dirt and
all, with this thought,
Only to mumble the
echoes of the wars he had fought.
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