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Aug 2019
This is not really finished but I had to stop for a bit, or it risked becoming too long...so much more to add..

I can no longer see
people dead or dying
even a good
dramatisation
has me crying
humanity
I can no longer watch
babies being born
without the feeling
of being torn
wondering
are you destined
to become another statistic
in a world unwell
a world getting sicker
humanity
I can no longer love
spring flowers
blooming in the dead
of winter
as damage done
causes the seasons
to shift crack splinter
humanity
I can no longer
feel anything
but sympathy
for my friends 10699 miles away
whose 'leader'
lacks any kind of empathy
is driven by megolamania
kleptocracy
and insanity
humanity

J.C. honey-tiger 05/08/2019.
Jayne E
Written by
Jayne E  F/New Zealand
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