Out Of Me

You took me out

Down the slope

Ridden faintly

For a drink

It wasn’t my desire

You thought it right

In the broken sheets of the bank

I wept

The taste of good

Sleeps in the past

I wanted another now and more

Alternately to please

I drank

I wept

And I died

The cares are no more

Yet I live

From the human sheet

Where compassion should have been

Cruelty rules now.

By Peace Johnson

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