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if you can,
subside your fear.
help someone in need.
There are screams, the voices of millions;
I want to close my ears, instead I listen.
A drop of dew rolls off and splatters
like an ocean on the earth at my feet.
Who cries, a planet lost?
build a bridge or fill a gap.
give a bead of sweat,
hold a broken bone,
give a drop of blood.
smell...the rotting flesh?
hear...the cry of the land?
There are screams, the voices of millions;
I want to close my ears, instead I listen.
A drop of dew rolls off and splatters
like an ocean on the earth at my feet.
Who cries, a planet lost?
touch the face of the ravaged.
see the signs engraved ahead,
taste the salt in the atmosphere.
come weep with me.
how do you measure the loss
when even Angels cry?
How do you weigh a tear?
14~10~2014
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014
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