Occidental Wind Chill

The occult wind that obstructs your path,
If they say Gold to Silver,
Yes, some are willing to oblige or otherwise
If you argue then you create a foe.
You could be an exiled or an anonymous character in the melodrama.
The best thing is that you have to grab whatever it looks like
And dance to their exhaustible tune merrily until the iron curtain comes down.
This is the only way that you can prevent easily from joining the exodus.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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