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If you ever live in this Hell, Remember how fragile freedom really is Remember how hopes can make you hurt If you ever live in this Hell, You'll see misery in every corner as well as people running to get to the nearest border If you ever live in this Hell, Your frequent words will be dollars, food, emptiness Your frequent thought will be "when all of this will see an end?" If you ever live in this Hell, Remember that no one will never be safe So you better start running away If you ever live in this Hell, You'll be a ghost in the middle of empty streets You'll be another cow under the suffocating sun If you ever live in this Hell, The struggle of surviving will be skin deep All you wish is you're living a bad dream while you sleep If you ever live in a Hell, You'll see how fragile freedom actually is and that's when you'll appreciate any piece of it
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC
If You Ever Live In This Hell
If you ever live in this Hell, Remember how fragile freedom really is Remember how hopes can make you hurt If you ever live in this Hell, You'll see misery in every corner as well as people running to get to the nearest border If you ever live in this Hell, Your frequent words will be dollars, food, emptiness Your frequent thought will be "when all of this will see an end?" If you ever live in this Hell, Remember that no one will never be safe So you better start running away If you ever live in this Hell, You'll be a ghost in the middle of empty streets You'll be another cow under the suffocating sun If you ever live in this Hell, The struggle of surviving will be skin deep All you wish is you're living a bad dream while you sleep If you ever live in a Hell, You'll see how fragile freedom actually is and that's when you'll appreciate any piece of it
A poem I wrote about how hard is the situation in my country, Venezuela, is really frustrating what people is actually living there, from a lot of people searching in the garbage to get some food to people get shot because they don't have nothing of value. It's devastating what you see and live on its streets.
#venezuela#poem#crisis#disaster#humanity#war
MichaelDavid
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MichaelDavid
21/M/Venezuela
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC
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