An era of evil hath one not claimed
A pitiful humanity yet felony endorse bewitching flowers
A puzzle it is with pieces lost long ago
When hath it begun? When hath it evolved?
This vain definition of contentment and so;
Wealth only it shone in all’s skeptic faces
A prophecy of every; a claim for joy
For illicit acts avow sanity on purest
None adore the innocent love; none without jewels
Humane soul of one buried with cupid of self
In the midst of falsehood, a reality convinced
Wandering, I wonder and engage in the soliloquy
Why is this orb so cruel? Why? I squander
For my honesty no diligence, my honesty the only slander!
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