Monday, August 12, 2024

each worse than worse

Somethings you hear are hard to tell
Can take everything of you to comprehend
It is just words you can share

After years of war and no electricity there is nothing to hide
No way to conceal anything
They saw each other survive

You could shout give me a million dollars and a helicopter
But people would only laugh for years
Each night a new address the farewell, "see you on the front lines."

Persecution will bring you wisdom
All the layers exposed to the bone
Marrow the heart of the meal

In the worst times and the worst places they know the most
I have spoken with them

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