Adversities, inconvenience,
nightmares forged in the dreams of tyrants
Country, towns,
homes built and lived in
Flee as you may
the fangs of fate and destiny
Even the shadow
could be left at doorstep
And sighs breathed out
once at rest
Can you really though
flee or escape
even for an inch
or a blink
That which is
within
An intruder of a thought,
a vermin of an intent
A crafty mind trapping perception
in the clouds of deceit
belief, make-believe,
made to believe
in the place of truth
left from knowing.
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