Sincair Farrell Poems

When the desire for war is greater than the quest for peace
humanity will continue to witness the detoriation in the value of human life
as pawns in a politically motivated game
played by elitist war mongers sat on thrones
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Racism is still alive
They just be concealing it
Inequality is still prevalent
Systematic efforts
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4 generations
A family tree
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Dad
May you be at peace
May your soul be at ease
May we meet again
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Diving deep into an ocean
Unseen surreal depths
Confronted with a prospect so daunting
As to sink without trace
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You can die a thousand times yet live merely once
before you enter the abyss
which is death
what the soul has to endure, kills the spirit
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One day I will make no further excuses
I will rise from the ashes of defeat
To stand on my feet
At a particular hour
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Her wounds have been cut open
She is bleeding
Scarred & wounded
Her blood flows like rivers
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Injustice will become the norm
Murders on the streets
Victims become nameless
Atrocities of war
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Behind a carefully painted on mask
drips tears of a jovial clown
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