Matthew Anish Poet I do not know?

No Laughing Matter

Clashes on T.V.
 innocents dead
shattered glass, shattered lives
Even the clowns fail to 
  rouse us now
we walk 
  in the rain
   together, we gaze into 
the crystal waters
   of the lake
down by the willows
  the leaves are rustling
    and you can hear 
raindrops strike them
Somewhere, somehow in a different
   life
we laughed at this 
we felt above 
      the tooth and claw 
struggle of nature
Now we gaze into the lake
     Hoping for a relief 
from the fighting
from the deep hatreds 
which
    seemed to have exploded 
on our blue orb

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