Where do I begin to speak
of atrocities that occurred
before my very own existence.
Should I ever make a mark
upon the clay molded mountains....
or a dent in the chrome
sentiment of man kind,
Perhaps the world might listen.
May 24, 2013
May 24, 2013 at 3:28 PM UTC
Where do I begin to speak
of atrocities that occurred
before my very own existence.
Should I ever make a mark
upon the clay molded mountains....
or a dent in the chrome
sentiment of man kind,
Perhaps the world might listen.
