These days
all things, dark and ominous,
prevail: threatening
protesting voice
and bandaged heart.
Seems we can't find a moral balance,
as thousands die
in caricature
on the evening news.
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Other writing by paradocs1967 July, 2008, Duncan BC Welcome . . . This girl I met . . . In the darkness . . . In Memorium:: Spring I was taught . . .
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