Half a sixty years, I lived
No use for who loved
Nor for the world that fought
Thus no problem if cought
It was ten years ago
I was a graduate to go
With a medal of gold
To serve for the mankind of the world
Peeping at the interview board
Gliding through imagination of goal
Then it was after a winter and a summer
Neighbour of mine found murdered
As I wasn't involved I was released
But people didn't believe
I was fired were I was hired
And I left my family, tired
"No jobs for murderers" they shouted
I decided to work for pennies and roamed
"You would kill us, go away from here"
I left later started theft
But didn't get cought
Struggled and fought
Lived, but no one to love
I will live, if I can, will love
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