Wednesday, August 20, 2008

War-torn

I have no more tears to shed
I'm so tired of crying
yet the liquid still glistens wetly
trickling from eyes that do not wish to see
yet will not allow themselves to close

The solution to grief, to pain, to fear?

One man's justice is another's injustice
One man's horror is another's reality

The beautiful fragility of life, of humanity,
violently torn to shreds on a whim.

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