I wrote a poem
You cannot read
For what it dares to tell
Of inner wars
That threaten peace
Of heaven trapped in hell
I wrote a poem
You will not love
You may not understand
The words it speaks
Could crush beliefs
And will not take a stand
I wrote a poem
You’ll never see
The paper to be burned
For things you feared
Would come to be
The lessons to be learned
Some poems are never to be read
Creating mental noise
Some words are better left unsaid
Maintain your simple joys.
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