*Behind dressings*

Amidst societies,
A battle of characters exist,
Holding meanings beyond what it seems,
In streets dressed to kill,
Drawing attention, that this century juveniles,
Staying in pigsty home, what matter to live,
As every home chores sums a burden,
When hunger arrived ,it's a ready cooked meal,
After eat, dishes will wait,
Leaving unwashed as inviting rotting and stinking,
Time after time and day after day piling,
Leaving flies to roam and tplay their victory,
As the stench of rot fills the air,
Creating room for rats and cockroaches to feast,
As heap of dust mould within utensils,
A trap that invite nausea and let suffocates

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