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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