Guilty Hands

Rating: 5.0
Where do we begin
to inhume our inhumanity;
Given that our tastes
are now used to its acerbity.

Insincere innocuous innocence
fused with feigned ignorance
illuminates precious little
than our sheer arrogance.

Calloused coalitions
Across the lands;
We might never escape what
we exhume with our own hands.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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Ashraful Musaddeq 07 June 2009
'Calloused coalitions Across the lands; We might never escape what we exhume with our own hands.' Amazing poem, I love the above lines most,10+++
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Sandra Martyres 29 May 2009
A very meaninful piece Roshni....10+++
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Karla Bardanza 28 May 2009
As I have told you before: you rule! Great poem!
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very we are used to this...even inspite of the dangers we go on..innocence would have illuminated...lovely
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