My Poetry
Tiring World
The visual decline of the social classes
the riotous sounds of delinquent masses,
the stream of hate on the pavement of life
each day just seeming an endless strife.
the mental awareness of our daily strain
enduring the pressure increasing the pain,
physically exhausted as thru' space it's hurled
spins an endless reminder of a tiring world.
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