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Nov 2013
Time fleeting
Humans being
Bones moving
People choosing
Life dying

Once there was a village
Once she was his friend
Once they played in forrest trees
Once parents trusted them
Once things began to change there
Once time came swiftly then
Once villages are emptied, the ghosts stay haunting them.

I wish we all knew the way to cure contagious hate
I wish she was given your castle and you could give hunger a definition
I wish every child knew they were safe and loved
I wish there were no rich
I wish there were no poor
I wish I could see exactly what every heart needs
I wish as people we'd all live aware that our lives are meant to be lived for others

They know why it is that they hate
This world is in beautiful shape
I have never felt alone
I have broken all my bones
*** it doesn't feel good
I love machines that chop up wood
You will never make me cry
And eventually I'll never die

E.Poe
*Nov 2013
Elsbeth Poe
Written by
Elsbeth Poe  California, USA
(California, USA)   
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