Cry of the Innocent

Ramilyn posted under PenMuse-03 Poetry on 2019-01-26



Caged for a crime I did not commit To the laws of men I must submit Life in freedom I envisioned Yet nobody heard; not one listened How many times I pleaded ‘not guilty’ Tried to make them see reality The sorrow I felt; the torment I suffered To men none of these mattered For them my voice was just cacophony A nuisance they tolerate for money Come spring I will be sentenced All my screams would be silenced So will be the fate of all my kind Their lives forever and ever sidelined.

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