I come each day for poetry,
I come for an escape,
but all I seem to find these days
are poems about rape.
There's so much more to write about, such
beauty and such grace,
so cheer up people, look around,
put a smile back on your face.
Amongst the hate and bloodshed
there's light that's shining through,
just step out from the shadows
and the light will shine on you.
So sure things do look bleak these days,
still I come here just in case,
if you have faith you'll see the good that's
in the human race.
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