Inside, Looking Out

The rain just kept falling.
The wind, it did howl
While voices kept calling,
Sounding most foul.

I stare through the pane.
My reflection, opaque.
Some call me insane.
I say they are fake.

Foul deeds abound
While an invader replaces
Those that surround
And wear friendly faces.

I must stop impostors.
But they keep me restrained.
Ideas are fostered
While mankind is retrained.

I’m disbelieved
Yet I’ve witnessed the mauling
Of many deceived
While red rain just kept falling.

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