The people who died
for their freedom
in every country in the world.
The people who died
of poverty
in every country in the world.
The people who died from bullets.
The people who died in
collapsing buildings.
The peoples lives are a repeating story
bathing our world in blood suffering.
The people are described as numbers
of dead.
Take away freedom, beliefs, justice.
Take away this unholy need for meaning.
Listen to a life, take in sorrow, hope.
Make change.
Friday, February 12, 2010
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