Daily missive breaks into the weekend Sunday the 13th of December.
Tell it to the children
Who are born to die.
Those who suffer
For the sins of men.
Starve in a land of plenty.
Weep through eyes
That are bathed
In the beauty of innocence.
Tell it to the lovers,
Who weep,
Alone in darkness,
Even as the sun shines,
As bodies break down
Before their time,
With so much
Yet to do.
Lives undone by
A hidden curse,
A shadowed mass
That eats the flesh
And steals the days,
Even as we laugh…
It is not fair.
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