I dare not listen to the news.
I squeeze my eyes shut and refuse.
Torrential cries and senseless violence
I look past to hold my silence.
Is this so wrong?
It's not as if
My worrying the world will shift.
I do not know if it is right,
But I will skip the news tonight.
May 16, 2018
May 16, 2018 at 6:41 PM UTC
I dare not listen to the news.
I squeeze my eyes shut and refuse.
Torrential cries and senseless violence
I look past to hold my silence.
Is this so wrong?
It's not as if
My worrying the world will shift.
I do not know if it is right,
But I will skip the news tonight.
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