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cheryl cook Junior Member
since 2000-02-07
Posts 12 |
Corruption A tattered, torn paper floating with the wind carries stories of injustice that make our minds spin. Letters of resentment fill the page, the letters spell entrapment, tragedy and rage whispering hatred of a foreign way. So why claim to understand the mixed up violence of another land when our children sleep in beds with sugar-plum-fairies in their heads placed there on command? A child holds a gun, finger shaking on the trigger, in a world so close to our own Tele-violence where death is entertainment; how do we figure? His consequence is small, necessity slapped in our face the cough and shuffle silence puts us in our place. An everyday existence, a true acceptance of life. Clouds hanging heavy wash away fears, blinded is reality when the sky is falling. We are all mirrors accepting new ways, cellophane souls reflecting destruction. Satisfied but ignorant and ignorance is bliss. So wash away my tears. Cheryl Cook |
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Cheryl~Very powerful! -SEA |
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cheryl cook Junior Member
since 2000-02-07
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