Angry words,
Dripping with considered malice
Give credence to malfeasance
That simply is not there
Lifeless sees through lifeless eyes
Descriptive deviance
Brought to life
Through needless weight
Of words that cut
Without regard, far and wide
With little care
They demonize
Pieces of you
Pieces of me
Are buried still
In bloodied furrows
Across the faces
And the souls
Of those who live
Within our walls
So have a care
When write we dare
Words that wound
And cut, and tear
copyright r.b.franklin 14/11/2005
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