Tuesday, November 22, 2011


When blood spills,
the devil dresses in silk
the gown of ignorance.

As children cry,
the money-minded
wait in lines to buy,
another product of the soil.

After the dust is blown away,
the fields are empty shelves
that carry nothing to sate the hunger
of infinite wants.
[6 SEP 07]

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