Life and Coal
Jan 12, 2023
A dirty and real poem
Splatters of blood everywhere.
They said his story was over,
But in fact, it was only beginning.
He did his best, and he realized it;
There was still a lot to live.
A lot of laughter is waiting.
Lively premonitions of a better life.
Sunshine hiding behind the moon.
A newborn screams for his life.
No use in wearing makeup.
The truth is out there.
The raw truth awaits.
Keep screaming, wounded soul.
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