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Aug 2014
I turn on the TV and see
Riots, looting and destruction
I was confused at what I saw
Tear gas and the national guard
Rubber bullets, for what?
An unarmed man was shot and killed
At the wrong place at the wrong time
They had a candle light vigil
Just a day before
They began to act out in hate

This documentary on Netflix
Shows life and lives around the world
Mundane to miraculous
The opportunity and essence
Unspoken
It gives me hope

Wakened by a nightmare once more
I have my morning dosage of nicotine and caffeine
Hop the turnstile
Forgot my wallet and my keys
At least I'm right on schedule
Running up to the office
Lying down on the couch
And unfurling my troubles

Now, I see the linked headlines
Almost 2,000 dead in Africa
A horrible outbreak
Some think it's a hoax so they protest and attack
Casualties and quarantines
International epidemic disease
And I'm sick just hearing about it all
I'm so sorry
Tommy Johnson
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Tommy Johnson  New Jersey
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