james madrid


To Late - Poem by james madrid

I see our rage smashing the world to pieces,
I smell the fear of mankind,
I hear the mercy cries of mother earth,
i feel her pain and anquish against us,
I taste sweet blood trickling in my mouth,
I think it is to late to try and help,

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2012



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