Cross Road
The power vested on you:
Seems to override you,
You abused those powers.
You imprisoned me,
Cared less about my being,
And cultured my shyness.
Now, a grown up sheep I'm;
Dwelling amongst beast
What path should I turn?
Victor Joseph
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