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Trapped [poem]

Through the frail lenses
Our visions marred by fraud
Upon a faulty belief system
Our hope firmly hinged
In the magnanimity of trails
Our all emitting impurities

From the cups of our fathers
Vowed we to always drink
The melody of their songs
Tapped we our dance
Upon the path they threaded
Tied we our destiny

When all turned bizarre
We yell at the results yielded
From the best of our hearts’ agony
To the track of humble success
We emerged counter productive
And so the reign of terror commenced

Our fingers between our teeth
With hands upon our head
Cursing the culture sold to us
With tears of regrets and remorse
Now we seek to lay down every stronghold
And embrace a positive paradigm

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