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Millennium Quatrain

In the bed of psychosis that is modern time a dangerous place to go is everywhere. You might be the victim of a derelict mind and die from bullets flying in the air. It’s a sinkhole of a world to live in now as folks are being shot at jobs and schools. Hysterics is the word of ‘’pow, pow, pow.’’ Would it even help to say ‘The Golden Rule”? A bullet fragment, lodged within the brain. It is evident who had the leverage here. To a wheelchair this person may be chained. Let us strive to make a gun law crystal clear. Is it purely crazed illusion to want peace with anger bevel sharp and some stark mad? Is the resolution for this life to cease in a fiery blast that ends it all? So sad. 6/10/19

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Date: 8/13/2019 8:48:00 PM
A timely and sad commentary on these scary times, Janice. You skilled poetic pen inked the required words seamlessly into your potent write. Congratulations on your wonderful win. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan
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Janis Thompson
Date: 8/16/2019 7:36:00 PM
Thanks Susan. I hated to be morbid but that is how I felt. Things are getting worse it seems. I appreciate your comments as I always do. Janis
Date: 8/10/2019 6:33:00 PM
Well done Janice, this one got rewarded this time around, thanks for your entry!
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Date: 8/16/2019 7:36:00 PM
Thanks for the contest John. It allowed the cobwebs to come off this.