Curtailing rights.

In the abyss of misery, dunked in the ocean of sorrows,
grasped onto, held tight, making it hard to swallow,

choking on forced impositions, stocked neck-up with aggression,
not a path to portray anger, holding deep inside the treason.

Emotions and stimulus playing their part, one’s freedom restraining,
tryna caricature disapproval, but inevitable seems combating,

where enclosures are tremendous than hearts, on comparing,
till undefined boundaries, other’s minds people are maneuvering,
Day in, day out, with the setting sun, our rights are curtailing!

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