All I can say is that we shall be burned

Will turned into a billion ashes

But blinded and crippled were unconcern

Still catching the meaning of holy masses

Sometimes I wonder, If they were the one disabled

Because at most, it's us all along

Who have this blinded and crippled soul

12-26-2015

Thanks to the Club Thread First and Last Line Poetry Game

That let me created an unready poem...

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