March 5, 2021/0 Comments/in Featured Story, Impact Stories /
Trampled upon
Lies and deception
A hope was worn
Oh did I mention
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Was to be great
Bright and promising
But cry and guilt
A hope that was missing
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He would look back
With fright and no might
Afraid it would attack
Any day any night
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The future seemed dark
Bliss yet amiss
Even without a mark
Its existence still is
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This monster, this beast
So dreary so scary
Was to make him a feast
Though weak and weary
He was a haunted soul
By a beast untold!
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Written By: Perpentual Wangari.
