The West

The West

They call
it

The mecca
of mind

A Man
with brilliance

Can display
the fountain

Of his
work

You ran
to the
call of
land

With a
bolt of
energy

They welcomed
you like
a hero

You displayed
all your
colours

Only to
find

Yourself in
dust

They ate
you up

You came
back

Naked with
no money

Back to
your land

Caution: This might be all theory

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