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Aug 2017
I am born between the torn lines
Lines that tell my culture and race
Race that this worldly society has made
Made in such a way that equality has no ground
Ground where I used to play when I was young
Young to understand the basic language
Language of body and action, least of words
Words that fell in my ears were mostly ******
****** enough to creep on my tongue to use
Use like any daily words on another person
Person or people, animals all treated same
Same that is in my grade of society
Society that builds less and destroys more
More of mentality of our youngsters of today
Today, yes was another vulgarious day!


©sim
Looping style.
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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