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7d
In that split second
It came to me.....
It really didn't matter
That the world was going mad,
That egos were digesting themselves,
That in the dusty, war-torn streets of Gaza
Little children cried and died,
That the possibilities for tomorrow
Were a mirror image
Of the ugly reflection of yesterday,
That the hunger for making it all better
Only made it worse.....

It really didn't matter
Because, out there on the streets,
Nobody really cared.

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ
14 February 2025
Marshal Gebbie
Written by
Marshal Gebbie  79/M/"Foxglove",Taranaki, NZ
(79/M/"Foxglove",Taranaki, NZ)   
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