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Michael Mcorus Poem
Who is more righteous,
The pious man who watches in awe,
Or the faithless man saving those in the blaze?
Who is stronger,
The man who lifts a ton with one arm,
Or the mother of four on her own?
Who has lost more,
The man who has lost his money,
Or the man who has lost his love?
Who is weaker,
The man who can't fight back,
Or the man who won't fight for him?
Who Is more savage,
The man who doesn't know right from wrong,
Or the man who doesn't care?
Who is wiser,
The man who has the answers,
Or the man who asks the questions?
Copyright © Michael Mcorus | Year Posted 2005
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Michael Mcorus Poem
No words describe the words you said,
Lingering in my mind.
No words make the pain less real,
They only Inflict these wounds unkind.
No words explain why you must leave,
Why you cannot stay.
No words explain why I must tarry on,
My memories won't let you go away.
No words explain why I'm alone in the crowd,
Crying in the rain.
No words console the hurt in my heart,
But at least you no longer feel pain.
Copyright © Michael Mcorus | Year Posted 2005
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