THE CRIME
The crime
Was
Commired
Orders
Followed.
There
Sure was
A struggle
To achieve
The
Goal.
Things thrown
Around...
The floor...
Dust
Disturbed!
The walls
Rang out
With
Wild cries.
They echoed
About.
They told
Of
The happenings,
Of all
That was
Lost
Yes, a
Crime
Was commited
The murder
Of trust
The loss
Of love!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
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