Growing upA Poem by Nameless Changejust a mash of my random thoughtsWe see old men grown people look at their peers with a sight of judgment, getting lost in their small little world looking at the clock missing the hours passing by, missing the goals they had living the day without smiling. Liars, thieves, deceivers setting the youth to fail invading their world their fantasies with suits and cases tall buildings eliminating hope expanding profit. Spirits go down while the community grows reminiscing the old days when all their needs could be stated by a simple smile from the woman they loved replaced by a faceless entity with a vision of greed and self destruction throughout the ages. This was not what our ancestors, revolutionists had in mind, we took their childhood dreams and turned them into nightmares trapped inside our own prison like a toddler in his sandbox.
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