People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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Fly away as tears fall.
Is it joy or is it sorrow?
Will I know today?
Will I know tomorrow?
What presages the past
when no one remembers
all the days, the sunny
Mays and bleak Decembers?
Going now, searching for the
way to know this is the spot.
Likely places to arrive before
I have fled. Prior endeavors.
Oh, the bountiful embrace,
the smiling faces of the missing
ones, gone and laid to rest. The
best and brightest, lost to time
through war, disease and accident,
meant to guide us into the future.
Teachers bereft of life, bereft of
students. Who would they teach,
have taught? If not caught within
the mortal coil of violence and
destruction, no restitution
Will we find any solution?
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