What good is money
When blood is spilled to make it
And young lives are lost.
Welp, this is the last haiku for the mini-series. I will be writing freestyle again.
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A Peek of a Messed-Up Mind
PoetryA collection of poems I wrote about the things happening in Hong Kong, mainly the protests. Irregular updates. Constructive criticism is allowed. Haters are booted out. Warning: Nsfw for some politically charged content. Be prepared for a shit ton...
Haiku 7
What good is money
When blood is spilled to make it
And young lives are lost.
Welp, this is the last haiku for the mini-series. I will be writing freestyle again.
