A poem i created based on a subject matter which i have always found intersting and means something to me. The downfall control and manipulastion of society through different forms. My view on the matter through a very short poem

This is a poem I made when I was trying to find myself, hope you can find help in it too.

Feeling lost and mostly forgotten, Theodore sits in a filthy alley, all sad and dejected.

Oliver

I stood before my kingdom in horror. The blood of my people stained the battlefield, reminding us of our mistakes. We were fastened to the past, desperately clawing ourselves out of a deep pit, only to be pulled back in. But we kept trying.