It's great to be one of those aristocrats,
Receiving all their praise as congrats,
Once you're one of those diplomats,
Yet they were once called as brats;
There was also a middle class,
Behind their powered glass,
The roots but not the stem,
They've worked for them;
They were the mind's eye,
Whom they always rely,
Kept their prides 'n lie,
Lower class won't fly.
Stop discrimination,
We are no different,
We're one nation,
We're relevant.
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Her Poetry
PoetryA book full of poems. Its components filled in with different morals and lessons. It talks about LIFE and LOVE. Life is neither negative nor positive, just neutral. Same goes as with love; neither cold nor hot, just warm. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Words inside this...
