Andrew Crisci Poet Narrative

These Sad News Define Our Times

The blasting boom-box,on the dry sand,
plays my favorite tunes
as I read the local newpaper to scan
for some good news;
wars,sex scandals,murders,robberies
and terrorism make the head-lines...
Where are the good-spirited people
who make life thrilling and whole?
Are there anymore true heroes
who put others first instead of themselves?
Are there more good Samaritans
who live and die for others?

These sad news define our times
and however bad they may sound,
don't let them cause you doom
by staring into a mirrow of gloom;
try harder to bring more changes,
inspire unmotivated hearts with new words
and reprimand the villains and guiltless
by exposing their senseless actions!

These sad news define our times
as they unfold page after page,
praise those worthy of merit
and immortalize their remarkable deeds:
as a reminder of a time when
kindness was never overtaken
by avarice and meanness;
emphasize the struggles of their time
that turned those impossible tasks into fact,
to make sacrifice and victory forever bind...

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