sorry, we ran out of people
we only have a memory
a history
a birth
a mother
a story to tell
but if you think of it
a one way to hell
sorry, we lost count
but if you look carefully
you see them floating around
sorry, we stopped to dredge them up
we call it politics
and sent the hero to jail
we keep things as they are
to no avail
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Keeping things as they are! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.