The Good, The Bad And The Victim

the good, the bad and the victim penastory

The last trickle of hope slowly dies out
As the bars are fastened into place
Tears stream from their faces, a silent shout
As the convicts are left to their fate

Dreams and aspirations go down the drain
As they start to emaciate
Under the weight of tears the cloud strains
As if in pity,saying “what a waste”

The jailors are not spared from this evil
Before their eyes humans lose their worth
Now to the police we’re just beans and they’re the weevils
Can you see what crime has wrought?

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