Tears Of Despair

Day by night they are threatened by darkness,
Footsteps approach as their hearts hit a pulse,
Breathe by breathe they are dreary or murder,
Children’s cries are wailing from the distance.
Groaning and moaning, sight is vanquished into sorrow,
One cannot escape the gleam of death’s eye.
Why is it us, Why must it be us?
We were framed, we were disgraced,
Now every moment we pray to dream,
Only few shall be spared,
How does it feel to be condemned on the spot?
Like a rusty dagger stabbed and turned,
The ripples and grooves tearing at your flesh,
No support, no sympathy,
Humans are human.

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