The Onlookers (Poem)

The ridicule from the onlookers

Towards those with a damaged mind

Reflecting the evil and exposing the suppression

Conformity of the closing blinds

 

What is it they’re asking?

What is it they’re mocking?

Something they don’t personally understand

But lingers in their twilight shadow

 

Crowds of laughter but tears full of pain

When they become those they laughed at

Their hearts will fill with shame

 

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