poem: cascade

the pain from one era
drips over to others
and taints today with with yesterday

the slain from one decade
call out to this new one
and beg for hurt to go away

the mangled and slaughtered and pissed on and hated
and bruised and feeble and slighted
the murdered and pillaged
the beheaded
the ruined

a long view can show we’re short-sighted

if suddenly all wrongs were somehow avoided
if instantly injustice stopped
if all of we humans learned to be kind to each other
the screams from our past would still haunt

the blood of the innocent
calls out from the ground
our sins can not be denied

we’re cowards
we’re selfish
we’re deadly and awful
we destroy all we touch with our pride

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