When you see terrible things take place
Like the TV screen, they become
Mere pictures, if they matter not
Dreams and real life mixed to confuse
We wonder with apprehension
Men blow their fellows up with bomb
Not because they did any wrong
You may never know what went wrong
When a goat is chased to the wall
It turned around for a face off
Daring whoever is on its way
Pressing pains eroded patience
Mind dropped down to insanity
Unbelievable manifest
Jun 11, 2012
YOU MAY NEVER KNOW
About This Poem
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Comments
hello,
interesting concepts. no suggestions.
always, Cat
knowing what went wrong...
Thank you for stopping by and for the coments, best wishes
tr
yeah these are
signs of modern disease
they all now call
RAGE