I have sensed;
the depressing plus torturing.
I have been awakened;
by the welcoming plus charming.

Amongst each community;
that I have reached,
Songs of peace echo in pretense;
The unattended with none to tackle,
Sense aimlessly around; to those using the sickle.
I am traumatized.

I see the handicapped;
The heart inside me,
Flip to and fro;
Magma is poured into my mouth.

On wheelchairs;
They sense as others are in bliss;
as they twist their cheers.
With walking sticks to locate the way,
For their eyes have not
Sensed the colour of the ground;
I am grabbed.

Pale;
Being called names,
They go on the surface,
Many other groups laugh;
Without minding how tough.
Some do not make it;
In achieving their dreams.
Most of their majority;
Are without ability to afford,
Skin maintenance creams.
I am shook.

I have sensed;
The homeless,
Afflicted by all these.
My joy is devastated.

If you have that;
which can uplift
Our friends,
Our brothers,
Our sisters
and family;
Make haste for ends to meet.
Feel slapped and act.
This is because I am;
TOUCHED!

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