In The Cold (Poetry)

So many things we see on TV.

Kids are getting raped, killed, or going missing.

How does one decide, today’s the day.

A sick minded fool, could be after you.

In my heart, it pangs for those.

Victims of life, the innocents disposed.

This world growing, oh so cold.

Some of us, don’t even grow old.

Another reality, tainted you see.

This society reaps


Broken pieces, of this reality.

©Rare-ity  5-5-16




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