Ire burns as
Now I see
Jeering more
Usurping of power
Straying morals
The world of hate
Is slowly taking over
Ceasing to exist
Even justice now

Written for Acrostic Only

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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