Too High A Price Poem by Thea Pound
Too High A Price
I am torn. Between two sides
Of a bitter paradox;
A contradiction of righteous injustice,
Twisted morality. Where no
Truth is entirely truthful.
Where no deceit is without redemption.
What is the cost of peace?
Equality? Liberty? Faith?
Or consciousness? Hope?
Those things which make us human?
Could it be that the price of peace,
Is too high to ever pay?
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