Deep.
In the valleys of Wales
Lies a secret, hidden.
This mystery entails
An order, bug ridden.
Down.
In the hillside
There's no welcome.
When I confide
They feign wisdom.
In.
My dreams they corrupt
Poking, laughing, scheming.
I will never disrupt
While they are all teeming.
Wales.
Few know this land
This land is violent.
I am scared, take my hand
For the racism is silent.

Deep.
In the valleys of Wales
Lies a secret, hidden.
This mystery entails
An order, bug ridden.
Down.
In the hillside
There's no welcome.
When I confide
They feign wisdom.
^^^Dope start to this, entriguing use of words.....nice vocab..

In.
My dreams they corrupt
Poking, laughing, scheming.
I will never disrupt
While they are all teeming.
Wales.
Few know this land
This land is violent.
I am scared, take my hand
For the racism is silent.
^^^^^^i liked how this flowed, and your content is great, good imagery, and your last 2 lines closed this perfect....great job, for a short piece, you managed to get a lot in it..with few words...keep droppin...1

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thanx 4 da feed fluid

i do a lil poetry...im not a whiz lyke most of these poetik heads, but i was really feeling this drop....tha structure was good, and I lyked yo use of words....this piece made me think....i lyked that, a lot..and i felt the way you ended this....good job fam...do ya thang...-HOLLA-

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