'The people who beat me still walk here freely.'
- A villager from Zimbabwe-
Not only there brother
Wherever you go patiently
You hear that same grumble.
Man beats Man
And it's a pattern of New Civilization!
Only in the grave a man gets a sound sleep.
But some they dig graves for wealth.
powerful write....if the dead themselves are not spared, what else is sacred?
Man's inhumanity to man. Excellent write, Nimal. Warm regards, Sandra
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I believe it is as important NOT to become a victim as it is not to be cruel. How sad, that we must wait for death in order to be free of fear. Irony and economy share pride of place in this strong poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥