Times of change
Values lost
Misconceptions gained
As one strives
To survive
Only to become
A victim of “their” crime
As one’s pride
Diminishes
Is not something
Predicted
Rather what comes
To thee
What happened to you
Won’t happen to me
Can only be
By chance
For no one is
Invincible
Nor out of reach
Of someone’s hand
Is given
For all to see
Showed in them
What I
Became to be;
Another victim
Of society