The Other Side of the Plateau

On the side of the Plateau which we stand

I feel like I am in No-Mans Land

I look one way and I see Oppression

And I turn around to find Obsession

No matter which way I turn,

The final effect is Depression.

But on the other Side of the Plateau

Lies a land I have never known

A  land where all my dillemas escape

A place my heart strongly desires to go

A promised land on the other side

Where different races don't make people divide

Where people don't have to face Discrimination

And nobody needs to worry about Intimidation

If only the Plateau was ever there

Because, well, Quite Obviously

The Promised Land on the other side

Can Never, Ever Be

The End

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