Years ago millions of people died,
They were battered and beaten, striped of their pride.
Tortured, mistreated- used and abused,
These are crimes that can't be excused.
Captured by people so inhumane,
Yet many just stood by and watched their pain.
It took years for this corruption to finally cease,
But even now their community still isn't given peace.
So even if hate still survives,
I pay my respects to those who've lost their lives.
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100 random rhyming poems
诗歌100 random rhyming poems is an ongoing book that I started writing as a teenager really struggling with their mental health, and have continued on with through to being an adult. The tones and themes of each poem varies massively, which reflects how...
