A glimmer of hope up in smoke

Instead of firing presidents they’re firing missiles

As a statement of intent it seems hellbent

But what do we do when chemical rain is burning flesh, just turn away with regret?

Henry made a deal that started a wheel that won’t stop turning until the Middle East stops burning

In a quiet town flowers grow from the pavement, that’s something to hold onto

Copyright John de Gruyther 2018


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