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About This Poem
Overwhelmed
Now with mass media
I can see over there
So many disasters
The World now can share
Numbing our senses
With sensory overload
Hunger and pestilence
I see bombs explode
For me to stay sane
I have to ignore
When it comes to news
it's not good anymore
I do my best to help
Over there and here
Will aid reach them
Is my underlying fear
A drop in a bucket
I can't give enough
Perhaps I can give
A bit more of my stuff
How can I be happy
Live a life without care
When I'm filled with knowledge
Of others in despair
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