Dear time
Tell me about the world’s crime
In its largest prime
I know you might be hurt
To utter all this dirt
But.... go ahead and blurt
Tell me of the scum
Who robbed in the slum
the ones who lived on the run
having no understanding of who they’ve become
tell me of those with power
who live in large towers
and never help those lower
tell me of the winter time
children being cold during the night time
and never knowing when would be their next mealtime
dear time
i have one last request
tell me of the best
the ones who helped the oppressed
even though little they possessed
kindness was their main interest tell me of the brave
where knowledge is all they craved
and when people where not slaves
past is now where we climb
seeing it through time................. -maseeha laher (masyl)
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excellent! :) very good poem
Thank you wrote it this morning ;)