Tainted Souls Poem by Darren Tyler Howard
Tainted Souls
Born into struggle
Through sins of past blood
Eyes with blurred vision
Their world dirtied like mud,
Unaware of their torment
Surrounded by pain
Too bold to fear
Too flawed to be sane
Tainted souls are born every day
By the sins of fathers and mothers
that throw their lives away.
Choices are present
But options are few.
Destined for struggle
No matter what we do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/19/2024 10:13:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
