A poem about a person who realizes just how full of hate the present world is through relating it to her drink in a diner.
Oh how can I despair,
with not baught a seed of air,
in heat of hate,
flooding the world like a bygone date.
I can’t stand to know,
the way that this will go,
is so far from what should be divulged as ugly truth.
No, we can’t seem to allow that,
as we drink from selfish cups at a one-person filled booth.
Drive me crazy no more for an order of deceit!
Call me crazy if you will, but no longer will I call this a treat!
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