Wrapped in shackles of a tumultuous past
Breaking free ain't that easy
Jolts one's existence, a jolt that does last!
Where recollections are crucifixions
Where afterthoughts reign and perplexity rules
Where negativity stinks and multiplies
Where dreams are unaffordable luxuries
Where countless eyes have no vision
Where a melange of voices go unheard
Where souls are parched and peace extinct
Where all roads lead to a tangled mess
There lies the bastard world
Which man calls home,
That rapes him off happiness
To render him forlorn!
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