James Tipp

Rookie - 408 Points (20-06-1945 / East London)

Flt-Filled Face! - Poem by James Tipp

The fly-filled face
Sunken eyes, wasted limbs
Speak of another place,
Entered by the T.V.
Without the agony of involvement.
Another tragic story.
To watch in comfort.
The world turns
God speaks to men
From the crying of a fly-filled face.
Twisted body
Hanging from a tree.
Love one another,
This is how man responds.
So the tragedy continues
Policy and people
Politics and power,
So people in Gods image
Remain a fly-filled speck,
Whilst we sit and watch the TV.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009

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