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Too Bad
First and foremost, this is not a rhyming poem, in fact it may not be a poem at all, it's really just something i wrote about the problems today, please message me with feedback, I always love to learn new things about my writing style, I hope you enjoy!
Too Bad
A wicked, gruesome disease ravages a region of innocents, leaving nothing but suffering and despair in it's wake.
Meanwhile, a despicable, patient leader slithers himself into a position of power, in his neighbors seat, through the guise of aid and compassion.
His decisions are cloaked by the smoke of war far in the southwest, where a people of irrefutable faith endulge in their wicked, self-righteous thirst for religious power. A thirst that only the spill of blood on hot sand may quench.
But, I have a nine-to-five.
But, the game is on.
But, I am really excited for my vacation.
Too bad, I wish I could help.
Too bad, if only I realized I could.
Too bad, I didn't.
Too bad, a man who did is scarcely found.
Too bad, the ones who do are rarely thanked.
Too bad.
