Petals In The Grass

Victims

There may be no guns
There may be no knives
But we all are victims
At some point in our lives

A victim of circumstance
A victim of fate
A victim of love
A victim of hate

A victim of destiny
A victim of chance
A victim of lust
A victim of romance

A victim of conditions
A victim of deeds
A victim of wants
A victim of needs

A victim of reality
A victim of confusion
A victim of validity
A victim of illusion

We may not know when it will happen
All of us know when it arrives
But we all are victims
At some point in our lives


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