Mistakes Poem by Terry Donovan

Mistakes

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Bodies lying in the street
Each one covered with a sheet
Loved ones crying, children lost
Words of solace cheaply tossed
News reporters, TV crews,
Something for tomorrow's news,
Never mind, that's how it goes,
They're dying daily, friends and foes.
Mistakes are made. it just seems odd -
I wonder daily, where is God?

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Terry Donovan

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Amersham, Buckinghamshire
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