VANISH

© RYAN GUILEY

The thirties are vanished,

A decade of our lives,

As I couldn’t take them to fish,

Or give them all a daily surprise.

We don’t deserve this treatment,

Taking away moments every second,

Something is wrong and bent,

As they just keep making it pretend.

No parent or spouse should witness,

What they have did to our lives purposely,

So many days that we have missed,

This is a not a nation to be free.

I just keeping writing and nothing,

It is time for more action to develop,

Let them keep barricading as they bring,

Afraid of the truth to erupt.

We are the only one who lose,

No one else, as they all have lives,

It’s time to step it up to the news,

As I am not waiting to see my wife.

They all work together to form our misery,

As no one in their right mind would allow,

For more days to be vanish in history,

As they over power as they just plow.

Ruining lives is their forte and niche,

As I must do more, which I will,

Destroying evidence with a bleach,

As I am not looking out the window sill.

How does any person go about?

And think this alright to a human?

Obviously, they are so cruel to felt,

As they all enjoy their lives as I am fuming.