Imposed Victim Poem by Edgar Eslit

Mighty wind whirls prone to attack
Thunder breaks, roars 'til dusk
Lightning glares, roams, and strikes back
Waves hare ashore no retract
Keep up, it's all bad luck

Nature's upheaval continuous onslaught
Life deems, harsh realities approach
Concretized values seemed not taught
No hope nor thread for life permeated
Selfish desire noticeably wanted

By then 'same people heavily affected
Crimes and oppression remain a trend
Freedom not theirs to live
Say, such right rather maltreated
Yes - the poor remain victim-centered