A Land That We Belongs To Poem by Cyclopseven R

a place far off
yet ever near and dear
a heaven on earth
where equality is the utmost quality;
everything shared equally
irrespective of their mental predicaments.
in quiteness of death
they found unity rightly placed
six feet underneath
beneath the warm layer of soil
no murmurs
no tears
no wails
no moans
only peace
a land dearly shunned by many
we care little for the land
that we belong to,

the cemetary.

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