Bad Side Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

The files of observing seems not aligned
And the proper ways of people weren’t clear
They came from humans with blind-folded mind
There’s a coat of false predictions they wear
Because of them, your buried past will rise
No matter how good and clean man you are
Life’s mud will come, unveiling will occur
Like a dust, it will irritate your eyes
Blowing your present days, putting a scar
Driving you to the street of weak future
And you will be put in a judgment box
Wrong thinking’s of men are like a sharp axe
Whate’er good things you’ve shown, though heart’s open wide
People will always look at your bad side.