torsdag 28. mai 2015

I used to think that every year as I got older and older, they would take a share of my care off my shoulders...


I'm
In an age of machines,
In an age of nuclear bombers
They haven't solved for themselves
Even one of the fatal problems.

I'm
Seeing all the disasters
Refugees in the middle east
No food,
No life,
No hope,
What does love signify,
Where is the seat of conscience?
How must a father reply?
They almost knock me unconscious.

I'm
Seeing all the "helpful" 
They talk and talk,
Overbid themselves
Thinking of what is best for my
Future career.
I need publicity for my political career.

I'm
Hooping for ?
I do not know,
But, perhaps a better life for our fellows
In the human race.




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