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& after all the games are played

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& after death

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We are so very ugly when dead

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Our poetry suffers greatly when we are dead

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( well
For SOME of us )

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We die when we become indifferent

We die when we just get       INTO IT !

( you know )

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We die when we allow ourselves

To lose our moral restraint

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The rain // hard rain

The reign of kings
The reign of death

The reign of terror
Of drone airplanes

The reign of wealth
And godlessness

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The reign of ego / pride / and shame

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The reign of lovelessness

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Do I still love you

YES I DO

But this means nothing anymore

No one knocks upon the door

No one walks the beach at dawn

No one guards each child  new born

Or vows to keep them free from harm

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Here we are !

Walking corpses

See us fade

Into the realm of shame

Soon the pain

Of insatiable remorse

We could of done things differently

We could of done so many things

And loved each other all the while

And lived our lives with pride and grace