Inflicted

As the world seems to be plummenting,
Into a chaos of lies and hopelessness.
Let us be reminded,
That which is viewed...
Is manifested by our thoughts.
We brought this upon ourselves...
And we must turn this doom around.
These conflicts inflicted aren't sound.
Planted in subconsciousness found!
These mental tricks came anonymous.
But you and I must snap out of it quick!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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