Hey you guys, I was looking for some new types of genres to experiment with and I found sociopolitical. So I'm gonna try something with that, I hope you're gonna like it.
After the poem I give the title, here it comes:
Everywhere I go I see something new,
In the East it's hot and sending new diseases..
In the middle of the world,
Persia is coming closer
And a guy is killing with money..
What is this world made of?
Chaos in our own area,
By a guy who's hating the Father of Persia..
Chaos in the Richland,
Where a man tells instead of does..
Chaos is a main factor in this world..
Wars, economy, diseases and disasters..
Where the East is hit by Mother..
It's Persia that's hit by Father
And all over the world money disappears..
Just now go look at yourself,
See what you've done and what you could do,
Because where hope is gone, chaos is feeding you...
Okay I like this type of poetry, it was hard but something new that's very nice^^ I call this one Chaos c:
Thanks for reading and feel free to comment ( Can by anonymous )
Byee<3
nice!!!! I like!!^^
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