Why Poetry
My appetite is kindled
when oppression commands
the world,
to reach deep down
inside of me
to find a common verb.
Broken men
that have no
answers,
victims to them
that do,
all types of manipulation
for them
without a clue!
© Harry J Horsman 1992
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2010
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