The Guilty Innocent

My heart bleeds as my spirit doth mourn
The folly of an unsuspecting moron
He who sought to do right ever since he was born
Only to do that against which he once has sworn
Now in hell shall he sojourn
In fanatical anticipation for the crack of dawn

by Tata Kosi

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