War And Prejudice Poem by Mark Millspaugh
War And Prejudice
Rating: ★4.3
Sharp is the smell of inanimate beings
Crushing the breath out of once life-giving
Creatures who reap the plight that their
Artificial gods have them bear
So on flows the river that packs their minds
With twisted logic and truth only lies
I am tired of a world in dismay
So who is my savior to take me away
Thursday, January 2, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: giving,lies,prejudice,river,savior
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