Reflections of the other side(A poem)

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I never chose this, I woke up here.
Why wasn’t I forewarned?
Now all I do is reminisce about the innocent me.
Oh the beauty of the free!
That rejoice where there is no freedom.
Ironic isn’t it?
Society acknowledging the ones that look down on knowledge
Yes I am talking about the suffocation,
About the mental state of mind where we are
Machines in the eyes of people
Who are always waiting to judge
Forgetting there is a higher realm to be reached
Where profit and loss aren’t a factor,
Where black and white are just labels.
The road to darkness.
Mother and father will be no more,
Each man for himself,
Mother nature for us all.
An experience untold,
Even in Hollywood movies.

Felistas P Mash

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