Sight, Sound, Touch, Taste, Smell - Poem by Fae Sebastian
>How much blood must be spilled
For us to open our eyes?
How many people must scream
For us to listen?
How many scars must be made
For us to feel the damaged skin?
How much water must we be unable to drink
For us to taste the dust?
How many people must die
For us to smell the decay?
How many times must the world be killed
For us to finally pay attention?
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