sitting at the table, eating dinner, watching tv that shows yet another possible genocide, turning back to eat my dinner and muting the cries of women, children and men.
Tangible despair
Troublesome life
Does anyone care?
Graves dug too shallow
Pain still too new
Blood on the streets
Where hatred once grew
Material possession
Too important, too great?
Why do we do nothing
All action's too late
Poetry by Marcus
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Written on 2005-10-25 at 17:56
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the question
Such great illnessTangible despair
Troublesome life
Does anyone care?
Graves dug too shallow
Pain still too new
Blood on the streets
Where hatred once grew
Material possession
Too important, too great?
Why do we do nothing
All action's too late
Poetry by Marcus
Read 454 times
Written on 2005-10-25 at 17:56
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