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Rachel, Weeping for Our Children From an idea suggested by Kelly Rogers No soldiers come, with glaring eyes, with death To drag our children out into the road To ****** away their lives into the dust With pilum, gladius, or manly fist No Romans as advisors standing by Amid obscenities, curses, and screams A fog of witness for that old excuse: It’s all about the quality of life Confusion now persuades with soft, soft breath And therapists come, soothingly, with death.
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Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC
Rachel, Weeping for Our Children
Rachel, Weeping for Our Children From an idea suggested by Kelly Rogers No soldiers come, with glaring eyes, with death To drag our children out into the road To ****** away their lives into the dust With pilum, gladius, or manly fist No Romans as advisors standing by Amid obscenities, curses, and screams A fog of witness for that old excuse: It’s all about the quality of life Confusion now persuades with soft, soft breath And therapists come, soothingly, with death.
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Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC
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