by Gretl Feeson
Cruelest is the man who sits and says nothing
Stand alone stare with a harrowing message
Or maybe it’s the fullest loudest of man
Who acts very strange yet comes across bland
But then what of the angry indignant man
The one who feels drained with no moral compass
Spends all his time moaning, handing out justice
Then there’s the soldier in all different shapes
Who plunders and kills or kidnaps and rapes
No words for the actions of each head of state
No words for the actions of the man who wont stand
No words for those who make time for high stakes
Yet Isn’t life funny when spending it thinking
Though here we all are; fast living and sinking
From:
Sonnet
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Last updated December 02, 2015